Luyện nghe bài hát Lions

Red sun go down way dirty town
are sweeping around crazy shoals
They send a girl is there heeling across the square
Wind around in her hair and the flags upon the poles
Waiting in the crowd to at the light
She looks around to a face she can like

bell clinging on just to trying to get a crowd for Evensong
Nobody cares to depend upon the chime it
They're all in the praying for trains the congregation late again
It's getting darker all the these flagpole days
Drunk old soldier he gave her a fright he's lion he's howling for a fight

Strap hanging gunshot sound doors slamming on the
Starlings are but the lions are made of stone
Her evening paper is horror torn but there's hope Capricorns
Lucky stars give her just to get her home
Then she's reading a swing to the right
But thinking about a stranger in the night

I'm thinking about the lions, thinking about the
happened to the lions, to the lions, to the lions, to the lions

Thinking about the
Thinking about the