Luyện nghe bài hát Tale of the Tongue

The time is ripe
We are fast
I see you closer
to the mask

Come treat me softly
can the dreamer be?
How far we've come to
How much we've to see

And I ask you softly
Oh the real man saw
As I hit the roof
Oh the dreamer saw

The street still screams of garbage
The of anxious eyes
Still we glimpse the note
Of some battered men

Of the desire to the wise
Fixed notions them
rules police the street
No of Latif way

Holed to crude belief
Answer with a quip
inside a nation's pride
To the red of freedom blue

They take the side
I'm told day to day
Tales slipped from
We're the guards of our

Often blind
So the dreams that speak in tongues of
Taint the day
And if I to lag behind
me the way
The street screams