Luyện nghe bài hát Still Life

The axe is swift and
the grain, split it wide
Cut to build the mansions
Of banks and boards in distant
The looks to the sun
Covered eyes, to silence

The is eroding
The sacred past
No damning feats of
the unemployed
The is shred and skun
Fortune hit and ru-un

Barren earth, skies, wasted seas
Will we see the light through the
Before the last axe

A breeze of rage is blowing
From to the town
Slowly the tide is
With love the seed is
No time for feeling
change to make
While there's still

Lessons learnt quickly fade,
we see the light through the trees
As the last axe