Luyện nghe bài hát Regular Day In Bosnia

I've tried to find the to tell
But how can words reflect hell?
I'm by hollow empty eyes
is gone, trust replaced by lies
What's a if it isn't yours?
Is it human if if you can't show
Respect is a laugh guns blast
They just today, it might be their last

a regular day in Bosnia
It's a kid in Bosnia
still burning in Bosnia
I never forget about Bosnia

I'm walking through ghost-town
Definite silence all sounds drown
Burned down withness paranoia
cleansing, name of the destroyer
A family portrait, it's in rubbish
I think I but still I pray, I hope, I wish
Hunted, for what cause?
fhrer's megalomania of course!

He tells me about the mine-fields he has
He tells me the friends he had lost
He tells me about his sister blown to bits
He tells me mines cleared away by kids
He tells me Serbs and used to walk hand in hand
He me things I will never understand

the same in Croatia
It's the in Bosnia
It's the same in
It's the in Servia