Luyện nghe bài hát Scatterlings of Africa

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

They are the scatterlings of
Each one
On the to Phelamanga
the world began

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

Ancient bones from
Echoes of the very cry
"Who made me and why
Beneath the sun?"

African idea, African
Make the future
Make the future

And we are the scatterlings of
you and I
We are on the road to
a copper sky

And we are the of Africa
On a journey to the
Far below, we forever
Dreams of we were