Luyện nghe bài hát Israel

Little orphans in the
nowhere to call a home
Start their singing,
Waiting the summertime
To thaw hearts in wintertime
why they're singing, singing

Waiting for a
To turn blood wine
The taste in your mouth
Turned bitter in its

Israel, in
Israel, in

fragments of the past
Meet in on the stained glass
the lifeline in your palm
Red and green reflects the
Of a forgotten dream
There princes and there were kings

Now in disguise
wrappings of lies
Keep your heart
With a song inside

Even though all alone
We are on our own
When we're singing,

a man who's looking in
And he smiles a grin
Because singing, singing
See people shine with glee
But their is jealousy
Their is clanging, maddening

In
Will they Happy Noel
In Israel, in
Israel, in
In
they sing Happy Noel