Luyện nghe bài hát Stopping all Stations

Verse 1-
morn, train station, aching from the arthritis,
This war veteran knows a hard time is,
He needs his pension, and half blind is,
The reason he rides the train no car license,
So he boards an expired ticket has a swipe,
Gets a fine cos the he got don't add up right,
We're talking about a man who never a lavish life,
up in the age of computer chips and satellites,
A lovely lady looking tired and half awake,
He smiles, she reminds him of his wife that away,
She says something as she walks right his way,
His old hearing aid don't last half the day,
Some gentlemen alive with their laughter,
Approach the old and put a knife to his heart to,
that money or bloods the price of their barter,
To a man whose friends probably for their fathers.

Whatever it can justify,
Whatever ends we make, the price,
To the end of a life, just an observation,
So take a ride we're all stations.

Verse 2 -
It's been a long the suns lifting on a cold,
but she's drugged and drunk tripping on her stroll,
On the way home, she's done with on a pole,
But she pay for her son living on the dole,
Jumps a puts on her gloves she's wearing black,
Being watched by some old mug glaring back,
She's on edge and got the bug from smack,
So she says, "Hey, what the fuck you at?"
He smiles, an hand rubs on his dome,
She takes a seat, a messy of ruffs board alone,
To the digger with a machete at his and he's prone,
He can barely stand but to stand up for his own,
She tries to help him she doesn't choose to the car,
And catches a blow with enough bruise to a scar,
She starts fainting, the rooms moving and stars,
Aint it amazing how courageous human beings

Whatever it can justify,
ends we make, whatever the price,
To the end of a life, just an observation,
So take a ride we're all stations.