Luyện nghe bài hát Never Let it Die

I'll never it die, I'll never let it die, I'll let it die

'Cause it isn't the fashion, the cash, and isn't the hotels
It's the pit of passion you feel, in the moment you crashed and you
get up and you're smashing it well, like it was a pistachio shell
And you be gnashing your teeth, and be giving em hell
'Cause to love is a radical act, give your brother a pat on the
And if you get a attack, feel like you're at the back of the pack
An exactly that. If they say that your magic is black
Just do what you do when you do what you do, keep on that rabbit from hat
You might think you're ruined. You might think you're defeated
If you love what doing you've already succeeded
But there's gonna be bleeding, when another one that dust
So get to beat it, cause maybe it might be us, and I'm telling em
That the journey is oh so slow and we say "no no no"
'Cause to it is difficult, but we go go go
And my father was telling me that I better be ready on through
'Cause I know that it's tough, but it's gotta be somebody, so then why not

I'll never it die, I'll never let it die, I'll let it die

Carry the spark as we're into the darkness
I don't care if they're marking where they bury my
I'm working in this and searching for purpose
Learning from the bird who's perched on top of the church and chirpin a
You want that early worm? Be the determined
Flying in around the sternest scarecrow
cupid hit me with his burning arrow
He lit the lava in my marrow
So I'm tested I remember I've been blessed
With tender ember resting left of center in my chest
And yes, if you with us you'll see my game face
'Cause no who you pray to when you say grace
And no matter where you come from in this great
Every single person is from the same place
So if you got a that's blazing hot within
a deep breath and feed it oxygen

I'll it die, I'll never let it die, I'll never let it die

So I was really interested and folk music
And then when I was in seventh grade, in the of 1963
I started getting interested in
This was about a year my dad died
And I think it was a way to connect with him
With my of him

I'll it die, I'll never let it die, I'll never let it die

Tore the pages from their Torahs. Hurled at their doors
So they departed Polish ports and boats to court the green lady with that copper torch who rose up gorgeous off the shore
Endured stormy weather for me
Island, hellish journey
Maggots in the barley
Some shot off own toes so they couldn't be forced to march in the Tsar's army
Bodies pitched in ditches, and bludgeoned
the children in the ovens by the dozens
Burned the witches in New England by the
They burn the different ones, so clutch cousins close
'Cause such is life, it's and strife, stitches, punches, knives and hungry crows
Nothing guarantees
And we won't stop this terror flowers in the barrels of their rifles
We the hatred with the light
And they think we'll fold and wave that bright rag
We surrender
We'll wipe the blood up with the white