Luyện nghe bài hát Summer's Last Sound

The are coming in off the coast
The smell of corpses passed in
graves uncovered, must be abroad - it can't be here
I can your violence, but I still don't understand
How when the past seems and you've got the future
In the palm of your
Run quick through (noble?)
Where killers
Our get bricks in windows
And foreigners get hushed-up
And you're waiting for a knock at the
would tell if you spent the next few years
Free from attacked by petrol bombs
The price of bread went up five pence
And an immigrant was kicked to death

And I'm for my life for the first time in it
And we've known all along that a can put your life at risk
So I we'll just disperse again
And the s are coming off the
The easy targets lure in

Don't be absurd, it be here
Until we a place to settle
We'll just keep on
We stay in flocks like birds, no one dares to move
Across a sea of skulls
Chased by in all its forms
Over mountains, suns
We shoot to kill, shoot for fun
Across a desert's burning skies, we stop to sleep or eat
always finds us in the end, its shadows weeping
Over hot and plains, a wants to see us slain
Over fields of wheat and grain, through the endless, rain
Why can we find a safe place to land?
And we find ourselves God's providing hand
At the of every day