Luyện nghe bài hát Hanging In the Wire

Walker sees the rise
no man's land
He sees in of him
A up waste ground

There are no or trees
No of grass
Just unhurried are there
Hanging in the

in the wire
Limbs upwards
There are no birds
The white cliffs of

There are no trees to from
Walker cannot hear the
Far off
To hear the beginning

in the mist
Rising no man's land
In the battered waste
the guns firing