Luyện nghe bài hát Running Thoughts

They were called The Four.
Always slipping the back door
When they ashore,
Sneaking through precious load,
Cheating in a speedboat.

they come in from far away,
Oh, never can stay.
They fly to other skies
With the sun in eyes.

Make entrance two by two
Bringing us a that's so new,
Whistling tunes
And smuggling their precious smile,
customs for a short while.