Luyện nghe bài hát Hymn (For America)

I've felt the in the city of angels
Dust up on high and the worse for
I've seen the lights down on sunset
Madmen loose, there's murder in the air

So this is

Love colder than death, the streets
doesn't come cheap, so I learn how to steal
Religion for sale, buy my way heaven
Sell my for a trick, it's not worth a great deal

So is America

I her smile and her virgin heart
I remember her tears me apart
I remember my hands, helpless and
As they led her away I I cried

I've put my life in the hands of a
talked and less with legends to be
But I carried a torch for the child
When the closed in, they crucified me

So this is

Dreams don't come without any sleep
Laid eyed and weary on this damned bed of nails
I hit the freeway and step on the
Head for the desert when prevails

So this is

God you, America, God bless you, America
God bless you, America, God you