Luyện nghe bài hát March of the Camels

There is in a picture
on the hall wall
We watch them 'cross the
From an armchair in the

We saw the world from the edge of our
Dance with the harem and with sheet
The man on the back of the camels following me

And we ourselves a home
At the foot of the
and old wooden chairs
And we there
We laid there, go smaller
We beg for water but for air

So we ran away from our old brittle
We thought it was
And the was the sun
So get outside
Cause weve been inside for too

And we take a
And the buildings all into trees
And after a
We find down by the sea

The was a dessert
in an old magazine
The sheiks and the
under the waves
The camels they all wash

And no one is
And is free
So I think to
We go and get us a drink