Luyện nghe bài hát Ringing Of Revolution

Phil
In a building of gold, riches untold,
lived the families on which the was founded.
And the of style, with their vain velvet smiles,
were there, for they also hounded.
And the soft class crowded in to the last,
for the building was surrounded.
And the noise was the ringing of revolution.
Sadly they stared and in their chairs
and searched for a notion.
And the rich walls looked ready to fall
As they shook in devotion.
The ice cubes would clink as freshened their drinks,
wet minds in bitter emotion.
And they about the ringing of revolution.
We were hardly aware of the hardships beared,
for our was taken with treasure.
Oh, was a game, and work was a shame,
And pain was by pleasure.
The world, cold and grey, was so far
In the only money could measure.
But their thoughts broken by the ringing of revolution.
And the clouds filled the room in doom
as the crooked smoke were rising.
How will it take, how can we escape
Someone asks, but no advising.
And the quivering floor to the roar,
In a shake no surprising.
As closer and closer the ringing of revolution.
So they moan, please leave us alone
As and forth they are pacing.
And they cover ears and try not to hear
With pillows of they're embracing.
Tthe crackling crowd is out loud,
in at the target they're chasing.
Now trembling the ringing of revolution.
compromise sway we gave in half way
When we saw rebellion was growing.
Now everything's lost as they kneel by the
the blood of christ is still flowing.
To late for their they've reached their tomorrow
and reaped the seed were sowing.
Now by the ringing of revolution.
In tattered they faced the new heroes
and crawled in confusion.
And they sheepishly grinned for their memories dim
of the decades of execution.
Hollow hands raised; they stood amazed
in the of their illusions.
As the windows were by the ringing of revolution.
Down on our knees begging you please,
We're for the way you were driven.
There's no need to just take what you want,
and make amends, if we're living.
But away from the grounds the flames told the
that the dead are forgiven.
As they inside the ringing of revolution.