Luyện nghe bài hát I Die a Little More Each Day

For every man mocked and killed
For every drop of contagion spilled
This is my
is my evil

For every lost and won
The banners flapping in the sun
is my blood
This is my
The drums leaking in their graves
The tin cans rocking on the arctic
For child the streets will claim
The curse that rushes through her tiny
For rose that wilts away
I die a little each day
Just a little more day

For every of wasted grain
The rockets standing 'neath the plains
is my greed
This is my
For every raised to the sky
The crimes of hate our young glorify
For every mouth that for bread
The heart of stone
God is
For every that lost it's way
I die a more each day
Just a little each day
A little each day

For all the blessings I
The I condone
For every of land and sky and sea
That for my vanity

For every sin the sun
For all the tears from to kingdom come
For beast of land and sky and sea
That for my vanity

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