Luyện nghe bài hát Neda

I held my in my hands, and I trembled.
The cries from the and the girl in the camera.
I said, in a prayer, a of surrender I wished her peace, wondered what she rendered.

Neda, you a place for the innocents, a prayer for the dissidents.
Afraid I gave up; I never thought the could be so small.

And the loss of your wasn't enough, I guess.
The of what you're holding in wasn't everything.
All the say, "they'll forget someday,"
but what you'd live to see would take breath away.

These ragged lines and these embers,
the in the night to say they remember the face of a girl,
who and tender, wanted only peace and not to surrender.

Neda, your can't cry for your memory or mourn for the tragedy.
tore your grave up.
I thought the world could be so small.

And the loss of your wasn't enough, I guess.
The of what you're holding in wasn't everything.
All the leaders say, "they'll someday,"
but you'd live to see would take their breath away.

And the flowers on grave. ??
And the things you gave were another kind that day.
And the on your grave.

And the loss of your innocence enough, I guess.
The of what you're holding in wasn't everything.
But all the people say, "we won't forget the day, and what you lived to see our breath away."

Neda, you made a for the innocents, a place for the dissidents.
We nearly up.
I never thought the world be so small.