Luyện nghe bài hát Migration

We're as the sun retreats into the trees
Thinking of our destination as we start to
Marching to the sea, marching to the sea

Marching to the sea, we're to the sea
Marching to the sea, marching to the sea
Marching to the sea, to the sea
Marching to the sea, we're to the sea

to the sea, marching to the sea
Marching to the sea, we're to the sea
to the sea, marching to the sea
Marching to the sea, marching to the sea

Smiling from the gentle touches of the breeze
And no one is now and no one is fatigued
We're to the sea, marching to the sea

I'm a tired old man in a tired old
Watching moving across the sand
Now they move at and I understand
That they see more than they can stand

I have been deceived, I been murdered
I have seen the of a unborn lamb
It can burn a hole in a man
But it cannot stand in a foreign

We have left our lamb, we left our land
We have behind all we understand
Now we must cry out, yes, we demand
That children in a land that's low

Where the holes are deeper than can go
Let them have not but instead a soul
That sees the of the hands that hold