Luyện nghe bài hát Motorway To Damascus

Daybreak on the motorway to
A heavenly angel flagged me and
asked for a into town
For sake, on the motorway to

This heavenly angel, and pure,
proceeded with a tour:
"Behold! A shining city of silver and white,
Of solar-panelled rooftops glinting in the
And generators turning
soundlessly the night"
Mid-day on the motorway to
The heavenly flapped its wings and
told me more exciting
Like how one day this to Damascus
Would disappear trace, the
replaced
"Behold! The new New Forest in
shades of green
Stretching out before us it always
should been
A thesaurus for as far the eye can see"
Nightfall on the motorway to
The angel looked at me and said
"Well, what's it be?
The haul, or the shorter way to Damascus?
Choose with care and you will find one
day will come a time
When the silhouetted of the
crumbling cooling
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?