Luyện nghe bài hát Man Unkind

Sadder than any song sung
Is growing old or dying
earth is a grave, round and green
A tomb of sorrow which seen

A massive field we through
Great sky vast and blue
may come in a day or two
Whether or not I'm false or

Man, an answer
Like a with broken wing
up in his misery
Forgetting how to

Man, an answer
a bird with broken wing
Wrapped up in his
how to sing

Straight the stretched out womb of sin
The horrid fire bombs will
Here is for priests and preachers
is heresy for all

So, man unkind will
In a final blaze
Or suffocate himself
In his smoggy yellow

Man, an answer
a bird with broken wing
Wrapped up in his
how to sing

Man, without an
a bird with broken wing
Wrapped up in his
Forgetting how to

Man, an answer
Like a bird broken wing
Wrapped up in his
Forgetting how to

Man, an answer
a bird with broken wing
Wrapped up in his
how to sing

The sun so from marching
Towards that receding
Where pity no longer
wisdom as his guest

Will rise somewhere of east
Our sun rise in mourning
Wishing it could with tears
The fields and all burning

Man, without an
Like a bird broken wing
up in his misery
Forgetting how to

Man, an answer
a bird with broken wing
Wrapped up in his
how to sing