Luyện nghe bài hát The Eighth Station Of The Cross Kebab House

I'm around at the checkpoint
myself to myself
My heart's going out to the with the gun
She is young, she is fun, she is

She clocks off, back to the city
Goes to a with her friends

I just took a walk through the
Past columns of poor Arab
queue through the day for a chance to make pay
For something to put in their

He can't sleep at without gunfire
The lullaby puts him to

We stand accused of the British collusion
into Palestine
A victory for some an astonishing
But for him it has brought
He lives like a prisoner in
He lives like a in hell

Dates and white in the blue vault of space
Swoop around like a symbol of
Can see the hawk?
They're too busy in of love
Why should they contemplate

Everyone in the cramped city streets
Hipsters of collide
To talk and dross
At the sign of The
We eat our in peace
The girl lets her uniform
The boy a joke he is sweet
He to Hip Hop in Gaza
She listens to in Lod