Luyện nghe bài hát Protest Song '68

To sing you must first open mouth
You must have a of lungs and a little knowledge of music
It is not necessary to have an accordion, or a
The thing is that I want to sing
this is a song, I'm singing

I in and I create
the spirit '68
Fresh to torn ideas
Let's life to old clichs

Punch a hole in tradition,
Let's listen to the songs of
To the chords and the
To the and the movement

It could all be so
We all stand baffled by the precision and accuracy
Our jaws would from dropping so hard, fast and unexpectedly
It would be the metaphor
Be the song we'd be singing

I breathe out and I
Malatesta's dream
Inspiration from the
to the future at last

Fixed dogmas substitute
thoughts and action

It be dangerous
Art as a real

All it is, is
said a million times before
All it is, is a
A song sung a million times

I breathe in, I
the spirit '68
I breathe out, I
Revoke dream