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 also were hounded.
And the soft class crowded in to the last,
for the was fully surrounded.
And the noise outside was the of revolution.
they stared and sank in their chairs
and searched for a notion.
And the silver walls looked ready to fall
As they in doubtful devotion.
The ice cubes would clink as they their drinks,
wet their minds in emotion.
And they talked the ringing of revolution.
We hardly aware of the hardships they beared,
for our was taken with treasure.
Oh, life was a game, and was a shame,
And was prevented by pleasure.
The world, cold and grey, was so far
In the distance only could measure.
But thoughts were broken by the ringing of revolution.
And the clouds filled the room in doom
as the crooked smoke rings rising.
How will it take, how can we escape
Someone asks, but no advising.
And the floor responds to the roar,
In a no longer surprising.
As closer and comes the ringing of revolution.
So softly they moan, leave us alone
As back and they are pacing.
And they cover their and try not to hear
With pillows of they're embracing.
crackling crowd is laughing out loud,
peeking in at the they're chasing.
Now trembling inside the of revolution.
compromise sway we gave in half way
When we saw rebellion was growing.
Now everything's lost as they by the cross
Where the blood of christ is flowing.
To late for their sorrow reached their tomorrow
and reaped the they were sowing.
Now harvested by the of revolution.
In tattered tuxedos they the new heroes
and crawled in confusion.
And they sheepishly grinned for memories were dim
of the of dark execution.
Hollow hands raised; they stood there
in the of their illusions.
As the were smashed 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 taunt just what you want,
and we'll amends, if we're living.
But away from the grounds the flames the town
that the dead are forgiven.
As they vanished the ringing of revolution.