Luyện nghe bài hát Shah of Shahs

After these processions comes the 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 all hes done and planned
But if this the way that it be then hell be damned
If he will let take away his perfect dream

stuff bank notes into leather bags
Their wives packed the jewelry and the luggage tanks
The is on the street now, growing day by day
And the informers know the stay away

And the prisoner in the palace is by this charade
Feeling unprotected by his miles 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 up in the desert 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
the soldier knelt before him and kissed his shoe
He flew across the desert and the sea
While tore down all his statues and his legacy

And the victor greets the newsmen with a strange and style
take a hundred thousand pictures and in none of them a smile
But this is just the way that it must be now for a
Hes only come to another perfect dream