Luyện nghe bài hát Melancholy

My mother the cow who still feeds me now is being
Her son the bull who the fields should plough is being
The human child in the womb who is never born for being
in the Age of Kali
Melancholy in the Age of
Kali

My mother, the earth, man treats like dirt, her resources exhausted
Ant-like astronauts, of the human race, and scar the moon's beautiful face
My brother, the sun, he still on
He'll continue to shine for some to come
Melancholy in the Age of
in the Age of Kali
Kali

Lamentation Lamentation (repeat)

Heavenly Father still the grains
like tears fall as it rains
Little boy blue come blow on horn
The sheeps in the meadow the in the corn
Oh sweet friend of mine from an ancient rhyme
From a land once upon a time

Melancholy in the Age of
in the Age of Kali
Kali