Luyện nghe bài hát Refugee

My room is dark, and small;
there's a place to at the end of the hall.
I hear strange through the wall,
I hear them in the street below.
I now to anything, anything at all;
just to keep the ghosts away, not to let come.

Lusala, she was the to hit the ground,
running up the hill at the side of the
One by one, in the screaming sun, my fell,
the air with bullets, and the smell of fear.
Don't look back, don't look back, don't back at all:
Their bloodied are here with me, now, in the room
Until the lights go out and the comes
fall asleep, don't fall asleep, just keep on running;
keep running, running, keep running, run, run, run . . .