Luyện nghe bài hát Old England

A man up on a yellow sky
And the turns to rust in his eye
Rumors of his are lies
Old England is

His clothes are a dirty of blue
And his ancient shoes, worn
He steals from me and he to you
Old England is

Still he sings an song
Still he keeps his strong
And he sticks his where it all belongs
Old England is

asking what makes me sigh now
What it is me shudder so
Well, I freeze in the wind
And I'm numb the pummeling of the snow

falls from high in yellow skies
Where the well loved flag of England
Where the homes are and the mothers sigh
Where comedians laugh and cry

Where criminals are televised, fraternized
are dignified and everyone is civilized
And children stare with heroin eyes, heroin eyes, eyes
Old England, old England, old England is dying,

has fallen, swans are singing
The of Sunday's bells is ringing
The wind in the is sighing
And old is dying