Luyện nghe bài hát Hymn (For America)

I've felt the heat in the of angels
Dust up on and the worse for wear
I've seen the lights going down on
running loose, there's murder in the air

So this is

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

So this is

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

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

So this is

Dreams don't easy without any sleep
Laid wide and weary on this damned bed of nails
I hit the and step on the speed
for the desert when madness prevails

So is America

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