Luyện nghe bài hát Rise, Sam & Rimsky Korsakov

I knew a player once
Who called the friendly
He a kinship, not with the music
So much as with the radio's

It's synthetic quality, it's voice as
From the voices through it
It's ability to transmit the
Of people at a distance

He slept with the
He talked to the
He disagreed the radio
He believed in a far radio land

He believed he would never find land
So he reconciled himself to to it only
He believed he had been banned the radio land
And was doomed to prowl the forever