Luyện nghe bài hát Russians & Americans

So here we stand at the edge of 1984, bracing ourselves again,
for the approaching is those who long before huddled in caves from
the rain.
The enemy's face is so to see,
sometimes it that I see him in you,
in me.
Who can it be?
No use consulting the and leaders,
all disagree.

and Americans,
here's a for you, who carry the weight of the world on your head.
and Americans,
tell me if true, you really believe all the things that you've said,
the running into the red.

>From the wars of Europe, the pilgrim fathers set off with hopes
and bond,
settled down by the coast, others cross the mountains and into the
beyond.
>From the scramble and of Muscovite streets,
develop the trade routes,
and the Door to the East.
waves
choked by the cold of winter,
and by the heat of the day.

and Americans,
passing through the fire of and coming of age.
and Americans,
driven by desire, two push to the front of the stage,
the whole world now each move that you make.

Two runners caught in the of the race,
the line is as far as the stars that the satellites chase,
why the pace?
Why does it seem you choose to lose reason
losing face?

and Americans,
driven by the past, the third moves in the shadows you cast.
and Americans,
can turn the world to dust, so much to for, so much undiscussed,
so in common and so little trust.

>From the streets of and Rome the voices still echo to crumbling walls.
Look to the and remember that no empire rises that sooner or later
fall.
Forever the changes we still to face,
some say a country is more and idea than a place.
nothing is safe,
we still the mark that we leave on the open canvas of space.

and Americans,
maybe you see into the heart of the world, not it's head.
and Americans,
if you want to be the beat of the world, better mind you tread,
the of history are left where you step.

So here we stand at the of 1984.