Luyện nghe bài hát Skyclad

I'll to you of days departed,
when men proud and stouthearted carved their names on history's bloody
Page,
The corpse of chivalry dead
Is turning in his loamy bed indignant at new 'enlightened' age
White-collared at boardroom tables dream their own financial fables,
Fight to their incomes larger--mounted on their 'credit charges.'
Held the safety of this mundane existence--
Facing endless grey Mondays of nine to fives,
We all the social ladder with a dogged persistence,
Forging chains we shall for the rest of our lives.
We cannot see through clothes may maketh man they give us shelter--
On this helter-skelter if our loyalties are torn,
Between the values we believe in and the egos we are
We stand all together naked as the day we born.
And so cast off the lies that are our lives and the truth within.
veil has lifted,
I see through,
SKYCLAD--your of illusion,
the fake that is you.
Financial wizards read spells from filofaxes
Concrete hells of their own pass for Avalon.
These men self-made by investing spend their weekends child-molesting,
Lost in 'green-belt' dreams do no wrong.
mortgage payment rocket--
Like your pressure rising,
Executive stresses are the you fight.
In your Armani armour you are shining,
So no code of honour--you must always be right.
Just me a simple life--my tastes are not demanding,
And whatever life may me I'll accept it in good grace;
For I am just a simple lad few ideas about my station,
So ale and song will apt suffice to me in my place.
How can you know the cost of yet never see its worth?
If you think because you've the piper you should call the tune--
Well think again my friend is a gain of chance,
By Fate's we win or lose,
But still retain the right to
If we should stumble on--or shed our and dance
SKYCLAD--the has lifted,
I see through,
SKYCLAD--your of illusion,
the fake that is you.
You charge each for the time and breath it takes to say 'good morning,'
But the truth is dawning--things are getting out of hand,
We all our shattered dreams along the roads to our own ruin--
Watch our empires sink and wash away castles made of sand.
And so cast off the lies that are your lives and the truth within