Luyện nghe bài hát Peace Frog (abortion Stories)

There's in the streets, it's up to my ankles
(She came)
There's blood on the streets, up to my knee
(She came)
on the streets, in the town of Chicago
(She came)
Blood on the rise, it's me
about the break of day

She came and then she away
in her hair

(She came)
Blood in the streets runs a of sadness
(She came)
Blood in the it's up to my thigh
(She came)
Yeah, the river runs red the legs of the city
(She came)
The women are rivers of weepin'

She came into and then she drove away
Sunlight in her

Indians on dawn's highway bleeding
Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile mind

Blood in the streets in the town of New
Blood the roofs and the palm trees of Venice
in my love in the terrible summer
Bloody red sun of L.A.

Blood the pain as they chop off her fingers
will be born in the birth of a nation
Blood is the rose of mysterious

There's blood in the streets, up to my ankles
Blood in the streets, up to my knee
Blood in the streets in the of Chicago
Blood on the rise, following me