Luyện nghe bài hát Refugees

N. was years ago and cold:
ice locked the people's hearts and made old.
S. was birth to lands, but dry:
I walked the depths and played my mind.
E. was dawn, alive in the golden sun:
the winds gently, several
heads one
in the summertime, though august sneered...
we were at peace, and we
We walked along, sometimes in hand,
between the thin marking sea and sand;
very peacefully,
we began to notice we could be free,
and we together to the West.
W. is where all days someday end;
the colours turn from grey to gold,
and you can be the friends.
And light flakes the golden clouds
West is and Susie,
West is I love.
There we shall spend the final of our lives...
tell the same old stories: well, at we tried.
So into the West, on our faces, we'll go;
oh! yes, and our to those
who'll really know the Way....
refugees, walking away from the life we've known and loved...
nothing to do nor say, nowhere to now we are alone.
refugees, carrying all we own in brown bags, tied up with string...
nothing to think, it doesn't a thing, but we'll be happy on our own.
West is and Susie;
West is Mike and
is where I love,
West is home.