Luyện nghe bài hát Israel

Little in the snow
With nowhere to call a
Start their singing,
Waiting the summertime
To thaw your in wintertime
That's why singing, singing

for a sign
To turn into wine
The sweet taste in your
Turned bitter in its

Israel, in
Israel, in

Shattered fragments of the
Meet in veins on the glass
Like the lifeline in your
Red and reflects the scene
Of a long dream
There were princes and there kings

Now hidden in
wrappings of lies
Keep your heart
With a from inside

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

There's a man who's in
And he a toothless grin
Because singing, singing
See some people shine glee
But song is jealousy
Their is clanging, maddening

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