Luyện nghe bài hát My Land

This is the street people live in fear
of senseless and poverty.
And the colour of your decides
if you pay the penalty.

is the city where only money talks,
of gain and influence.
Where the poor poor, the rich stay rich
and we're still it's coincidence.
the same old sad survival-dance
that we're all with an equal chance.
But who could be so blind they could never see

that is my land?
I can't pretend that it's to do with me.
And is your land,
you can't close your eyes to the you don't wanna see.

This is a country filled with and hate
and cops on the are common place.
The next generation are condemned to
by politicians and magistrates.
This is a at war for the liquid gold,
but there's still no cure for the cold.
We raise our flags and cries
in the of God and national pride.
And the lie we use to ourselves,
it's not our fault, it be helped.
Don't tell me so blind we cannot see