Luyện nghe bài hát Heaven

It's after my tired and weary, I lay down to rest my eyes,
I see this world change in a whirlwind and flies down from the skies;
I see rising up from my wreckage, cities and so bright
I see my friends eyes and their faces lit up a bright shining light.

I walk the sunshiny factory where dresses and shirts are both clean;
A brother and sister are singing at as they watch all the wheels;
No smudge of smoke hid my valley, my sight it is clear for miles;
The are all dancing happy, the trees are waving me smiles.

There are no sickly faces about me, the children are healthy and
Not one soul is around me, not lost, nor cripple, nor lame;
The street laid in finest of plastics, the atom is laboring as
No airships are crashing by me, no dead ones in burning hotels.

No fast collide nor turn over, no death curve along my new road;
No cheaters, no gamblers, no robbers, no graveyard, no prisons, no
No gasbombs, no brass knucks, no billies, no battles 'tween and boss;
No patrolman, no officer, policeman, to into crowds on his horse.

The labor battles are ended, they're shown on the screen and the page;
The workhand is happy at building his world the play on his stage;
are gone and forgotten, except in my history and book,
My friends all have here in heaven and sing as I stand here and look.

I am sawing the finest made fiddle, I am the richest skin drum;
I am blowing the sweetest of woodwinds and blowing the deepest of
I dance to my music I'm making, and the joins in with my dance;
Science and hope cures the fevers, not one grain is by chance.

Every hand works in with the other, and not for power nor greed;
Every works to its fullest ability and is paid in its deepest of need;
No cancer, no tuberculosis, no paralysis nor asylums are
No bowery, nor skid row of homeless, no eye that is by tears.

If you can only see with me vision of heaven I dreamed,
Then you can take new faith in working with and friends
And I woke up from my sleeping and looked down my raggedy street,
I go back to work with my and I drink down the bitter and sweet.

I know as you hear such a dream, friend, you will not pass it
I do not expect you to sing it as I do, nor to sing a curious song;
I wrote down song for my own self, and sing it now to my own soul,
But if you'll sing songs of your dreamings, then you will treasures untold.