Luyện nghe bài hát Refugee

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

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