Luyện nghe bài hát Tale of the Tongue

The time is coming
We are running
I see you coming
Closer to the

Come closer me softly
Where can the be?
How far we've to know
How we've come 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 stain of eyes
Still we glimpse the note
Of some battered men

Of the desire to the wise
Fixed fashion them
rules police the street
No chance of way

down to crude belief
Answer with a quip
Locked inside a pride
To boast the red of blue

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

running blind
So the dreams speak in tongues of wine
the coming day
And if I to lag behind
me the way
The street screams