Luyện nghe bài hát Isreal

Little in the snow
With nowhere to call a
Start their
Waiting the summertime
To thaw your hearts in
That's why singing...
Waiting for a to turn blood into wine
The sweet taste in your mouth...turned in its glass
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 long forgotten
There princes and there were kings
Now in disguise...cheap wrappings of lies
Keep your heart with a song from inside
Even though we're all
We are never on our own we're singing
There's a man looking in
And he smiles a toothless
Because singing...
See people shine with glee
But their is jealousy
hate is clanging...maddening
In Israel...will they sing Noel?
Israel...in
Israel...in
In Israel will they sing Noel?