Luyện nghe bài hát Hymn 2000

She the soft center
And it to bed with her mother
And the ideal was just an illusion
To further news of her brother

And the of mother
Was just an appeal for
For the cat from door
Was later at four in surgical dissection

And I want to be the son of any freak
Who for a center
Can you off the street

For soon, they'll the desert
And God where I'll be
submarine numbers
On the street of the sea

The is thicker
And I can't see through to him
For his cardinal sings a of hymns
And a collection of coins is made

And who wrote the Bible, was it or Pilate?
Well, one his hands
While the one hangs
But I continue to stand