Luyện nghe bài hát Hong Kong

Lord, me now
boats and English boys
Crashing out in
fences and guns

You me
I'm a pill on tongue
on the nineteenth floor
The neon lights make me

And late in a life
It begins to
And all the people in a
for the machine
To pick the shit up, leave it

Kid, hang here
What you're learning in
Is the rise of an sun
Gonna be for everyone?

The radio disappeared
Music turned thin air
The DJ was the to leave
She had hair
Was beautiful but really was there