Luyện nghe bài hát Snibe

Wilted flower seem to you
With all this at the roots?
Shut away love and light
And you why it's screaming

Old to abuse me
But all too cheap to me

We stand at the place
With September eyes on the hungry people
We the interrogation, signed our names
At the bottom of the government

Calling memories out of
Pictures deep inside
And once seen it's hard to hide
You wonder why screaming

enough not to fear me
But all too now to hear me

We stand at the market
With cold September on the hungry people
We the interrogation, signed our names
At the bottom of the paper

Standing

This winter time to your life
You you die, you wait you cry
time in the light, a small flame in the night
You come, you bend, you burn, you burn, you

Sick to infect me
But too far gone to me

With courage we all fall
When the tassel the ground

We stand at the market
With cold eyes on the hungry people
We the interrogation, signed our names
At the of the government paper