Luyện nghe bài hát I Die a Little More Each Day

For just man mocked and killed
For every drop of black spilled
This is my
This is my

For battle lost and won
The spangled banners in the sun
is my blood
This is my
The black leaking in their graves
The tin rocking on the arctic waves
For every child the streets claim
The curse that rushes her tiny veins
For rose that wilts away
I die a little more day
Just a little more day

For every field of wasted
The standing 'neath the western plains
is my greed
This is my
For every raised to the sky
The crimes of hate our sons glorify
For every mouth that yearns for
The of stone proclaiming
God is
For every soul that lost way
I die a little each day
Just a little each day
A little more day

For all the I disown
The cruelities I
For every of land and sky and sea
suffers for my vanity

For sin under the sun
For all the tears from here to kingdom
For beast of land and sky and sea
That suffers for my

For every sin the sun
For all the tears from here to come
For every the streets will claim
The curse that through her tiny veins
For every rose wilts away
I die a more each day
a little more each day
A little more day
day