Luyện nghe bài hát Ringing Of Revolution

Phil
In a building of gold, riches untold,
lived the families on the country was founded.
And the of style, with their vain velvet smiles,
were there, for they also hounded.
And the middle class crowded in to the last,
for the building was surrounded.
And the noise was the ringing of revolution.
Sadly they and sank in their chairs
and searched for a notion.
And the rich silver looked ready to fall
As they in doubtful devotion.
The ice cubes would as they freshened their drinks,
wet their minds in emotion.
And they talked about the of revolution.
We were hardly of the hardships they beared,
for our time was 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 money measure.
But their thoughts broken by the ringing of revolution.
And the clouds filled the room in doom
as the smoke rings were rising.
How will it take, how can we escape
Someone asks, but no advising.
And the quivering floor to the roar,
In a no longer surprising.
As closer and closer comes the of revolution.
So softly they moan, leave us alone
As back and forth are pacing.
And they cover their and try not to hear
With of silk they're embracing.
Tthe crackling crowd is out loud,
in at the target they're chasing.
Now inside the ringing of revolution.
With compromise sway we gave in way
When we saw that was growing.
Now lost as they kneel by the cross
Where the blood of christ is flowing.
To late for their sorrow reached their tomorrow
and reaped the seed were sowing.
Now by the ringing of revolution.
In tuxedos they faced the new heroes
and crawled in confusion.
And sheepishly grinned for their memories were dim
of the decades of execution.
Hollow hands raised; they stood there
in the shattering of illusions.
As the were smashed by the ringing of revolution.
Down on our knees we're you please,
We're sorry for the way you driven.
no need to taunt just take what you want,
and make amends, if we're living.
But from the grounds the flames told the town
that the dead are forgiven.
As they vanished inside the of revolution.