Luyện nghe bài hát Shah of Shahs

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

And the prisoner in the palace not understand
The ingratitude around him after all hes done and
But if this the way that it must be then be damned
If he will let them take away his dream

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

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

And these mountains of equipment brought from foreign
Are now stacked up in the desert being buried by the
These of helicopters rusting where they stand
Are to take away the perfect dream

He inside the limousine and at the airport too
Where the soldier knelt him and kissed his shoe
He flew across the desert and the sea
While they tore all his statues and his legacy

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