Luyện nghe bài hát Somalia

By smith

I don't why I feel this way today
The sky is blue the is laid
The trees are heavy with yellow
And in their shade children happily

The pears have to the ground
My child places one in my
The sun is warm my face
And I of a burning land

Mother of take this pear
an arrow through the rings of time
This small fruit golden prayer
May it pass from this hand to

If I were rain I'd on somalia
If I were grain for somalia I'd
If I were bread I would for somalia
If I were a river for somalia I'd

All the will dream of thee
All the mothers thy empty hand
All the mothers will for thee
All the sorrow a mother can

If we were rain we rain on somalia
If we were grain for we'd grow
If we were bread we would rise for
If we were a river for somalia flow