Luyện nghe bài hát Shah of Shahs

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

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

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

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 be then Im afraid
He will not let them take away his dream

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

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

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