Luyện nghe bài hát Motorway To Damascus

Daybreak on the to Damascus
A heavenly flagged me down and
for a ride into town
For God's sake, on the to

This heavenly angel, and pure,
proceeded with a tour:
"Behold! A city of silver grey and white,
Of solar-panelled rooftops glinting in the
And wind-power turning
soundlessly the night"
Mid-day on the to Damascus
The heavenly angel its wings and
told me exciting things
how one day this motorway to Damascus
Would disappear trace, the
replaced
"Behold! The new New in four
hundred shades of
Stretching out before us it always
have been
A thesaurus for as far the eye can see"
on the motorway to Damascus
The heavenly angel at me and said
"Well, what's it be?
The long haul, or the way to Damascus?
Choose with care and you find that one
day there come a time
When the silhouetted of the
cooling towers
Are but reminders of a
power"
Must the monkeys Gibraltar's rock
and ravens flee the
Before we look and see for what
we are?