Luyện nghe bài hát Ghosts

There's tombstone in a snowy
Close by an old town
The epitaph's weather-blown away

a bell tower where petitions peeled
It's been half torn
But it must softened every soul
came to pray

There's a schoolhouse full of glass
And walls
The rusty swings derelicts
in the weeds

There's a picture class
down deserted halls
'The Hope of '44' is it reads

just as if some restless wind
Blew dreams away far away
It's as if those dreams
Had been, no

I feel their around me now
I hear say
come back home
To those dreams again

They've come home
To dream those dreams