Luyện nghe bài hát Protest Song '68

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

I breathe in and I
the spirit '68
Fresh meaning to ideas
bring life to old clichs

Punch a hole in tradition,
listen to the songs of discontent
To the chords and the
To the and the movement

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

I breathe out and I
Revoke dream
from the past
Focus to the future at

Fixed dogmas substitute
Creative and action

It be dangerous
Art as a threat

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

I breathe in, I
the spirit '68
I breathe out, I
Malatesta's dream