Luyện nghe bài hát Gandhi

I had a dream, Mr. King, if beg my pardon
I was trespassing a sacred
And the blossoms fell and they dropped candy
And the cried, "Gandhi, Gandhi"
And the cried, "Gandhi, Gandhi"

When he was, when he was a boy, he was of the dark
And his mother would fast and pray at his
The burned as he slept, slept as he dreamed
He was dreaming' of his sisters, dressed in white
Dressed in muslin, dancing in a ring

He was afraid of the and the lamp burned
And his mother and prayed as he slept
Dreaming of blossoms, they were burning his
He had flowers, fell burning
Flowers fell burning from the young girls'

He was whispering his God's ear
Let the children be so, let be so
And the flickered, flickered
And his mother like Job

And he lay dreaming and the blossoms fell
And Tilak's trumpet proceeded to
And the blossoms fell and they dropped like
And the cried, "Gandhi, Gandhi"
Gandhi, Gandhi, Gandhi,

I had a dream Mr. King, well, beg my
I was trespassing the garden
And the blossoms fell, well, they dropped candy
And cried, "Gandhi, Gandhi"

Hey, little man, awake from slumber
Get 'em the numbers
Get 'em with the

He is and shy and the cast of his mind
Was mercurial, was
As the sacred verbs in the dust
Scrawled in the dust on the floor, on the

Long live revolution and the spinning
And a handful of and a handful of salt
And the untouchables like candy
They to him, "Gandhi, Gandhi"

The children of God hands full of candy
They to him, "Gandhi, Gandhi"
our woes, man of the giving
Rejoin the living, rejoin the

from the net where you've been sleeping
And they're climbing, climbing, the burning
And the burning flowers from the girls
Well, they dropped all around, they like candy
The cried, "Gandhi, Gandhi"

Awake little man, awake from slumber
And get 'em with the
Get 'em the numbers
One, two, three, four hundred thousand
People, people, people,

Awake your slumber, awake from your slumber
Awake from slumber
And get 'em with the
Get 'em with the

Long revolution and the spinning wheel
Awake, awake is the appeal
Oh, people awake, awake from your
And get 'em the numbers
Get 'em the numbers

I had a dream Mr. King, if you'll beg my
I was trespassing the garden
And the blossoms fell, dropped like
And called, "Gandhi, Gandhi"
Gandhi,

Awake your slumber
Awake your slumber
And get 'em the numbers
Get 'em the numbers