Luyện nghe bài hát Nomenaland

we're dropplng bombs on the kids
can't eat bombs and we know this
but we're doing what we're
we're flying around in strategic
with an afterburner straight to
where napalms burning love smell
my little girl she at horne
my last letter all alone
she stops to closes her eyes
and she cries

my told me he was proud
my mummy's praying but not too
I wonder if the lord will get the clear
oh be shure i'll come back
in a wodden box all black
a bullet the eyes is all what's left for you

seven times I've asked my head but all got is
nomansland...nomansland...

and if those sa y: don't worry
same old same old story and it's not true...