Luyện nghe bài hát Shah of Shahs

After these comes the sweeping up
The rag and possessions, an old tin cup
The army have hauled away the newly slain
The angry crowd retreats, but be back again

And the in the palace does not understand
The ingratitude around him after all hes and planned
But if this the way that it must be then hell be
If he let them take away his perfect dream

Ministers stuff bank into leather bags
wives have packed the jewelry and the luggage tanks
The word is on the street now, day by day
And even the informers the stay away

And the prisoner in the palace is by this charade
Feeling strangely unprotected by his of golden braid
And if this is the way it must be then Im afraid
He will not let them take away his dream

And these of equipment brought from foreign lands
Are now stacked up in the being buried by the sand
These rows of helicopters rusting where stand
Are butterflies to take away the dream

He cried the limousine and at the airport too
Where the soldier knelt him and kissed his shoe
He across the desert and the open sea
While tore down all his statues and his legacy

And the victor greets the newsmen with a and stoic style
They take a hundred thousand pictures and in of them a smile
But this is just the way that it be now for a while
Hes only come to bring another dream