Luyện nghe bài hát Lions

Red sun go down way dirty town
Starlings are sweeping around crazy
A girl is there high heeling the square
Wind blows around in her hair and the flags the poles
in the crowd to cross at the light
She looks around to a face she can like

bell clinging on trying to get a crowd for evensong
Nobody cares to depend upon the it plays
all in the station praying for trains
Congregation again
It's getting darker all the time these days
old soldier he gives her a fright
He's a crazy howling for a fight

Strap gunshot sound
slamming on the overground
Starlings are but the lions are made of stone
Her evening paper is torn
But hope later for capricorns
Her stars give her just enough to get her home
Then she's reading about a swing to the
But she's about a stranger in the night
I'm about the lions tonight
What to the lions