Luyện nghe bài hát Hanging In the Wire

Walker the mist rise
Over no man's
He sees in of him
A smashed up waste

There are no or trees
No of grass
Just ghosts are there
in the wire

Walker's in the
Limbs upwards
There are no singing
The white cliffs of

are no trees to sing from
Walker hear the wind
Far off
To hear the beginning

Walker's in the
Rising over no man's
In the waste ground
Hear the firing