Luyện nghe bài hát Ringing Of Revolution

Phil
In a building of gold, with untold,
the families on which the country was founded.
And the merchants of style, with their velvet smiles,
were there, for also were hounded.
And the soft middle crowded in to the last,
for the building was surrounded.
And the outside was the ringing of revolution.
Sadly they stared and sank in chairs
and searched for a notion.
And the rich silver walls ready to fall
As shook in doubtful devotion.
The ice cubes clink as they freshened their drinks,
wet their in bitter emotion.
And they talked about the of revolution.
We were hardly of the hardships they beared,
for our was taken with treasure.
Oh, was a game, and work was a shame,
And was prevented by pleasure.
The world, and grey, was so far away
In the distance only could measure.
But their were broken by the ringing of revolution.
And the filled the room in darkening doom
as the crooked smoke were rising.
How will it take, how can we escape
Someone asks, but no advising.
And the quivering responds to the roar,
In a no longer surprising.
As and closer comes the ringing of revolution.
So softly they moan, leave us alone
As and forth they are pacing.
And cover their ears and try not to hear
With pillows of they're embracing.
Tthe crowd is laughing out loud,
peeking in at the target chasing.
Now trembling inside the of revolution.
With compromise sway we gave in way
we saw that rebellion was growing.
Now everything's as they kneel by the cross
Where the blood of is still flowing.
To late for their sorrow they've their tomorrow
and reaped the seed they sowing.
Now by the ringing of revolution.
In tattered tuxedos faced the new heroes
and about in confusion.
And they sheepishly grinned for their were dim
of the of dark execution.
Hollow hands raised; they stood amazed
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 make amends, if living.
But away the grounds the flames told the town
only the dead are forgiven.
As they vanished inside the of revolution.