Luyện nghe bài hát Scatterlings of Africa

Copper sun low
Scatterlings and
Hooded eyes and weary
Seek refuge in the

are the scatterlings of Africa
Each one
On the road to
Where the world

I love the of Africa
and every one
In their hearts a burning
Beneath the sun

Ancient bones from
of the very first cry
"Who made me and why
the copper sun?"

African idea, African
Make the future
the future clear

And we are the of Africa
you and I
We are on the to Phelamanga
a copper sky

And we are the scatterlings of
On a to the stars
Far below, we leave
Dreams of what we