Luyện nghe bài hát The Flame

On the edge of the city in the dust and the
There's a place the truth cannot hide
no hell and no heaven, no sense in believing
All you have is your hope and pride
Rusting iron, bricks and paper, hold each for shelter
So you sleep and you call it a
You may just hear the sound of the "Calm The Storm"

In my of the country far away from the town
Working day after day in the and mines
And your name is a number and colour is black
the colour of midnight and coal
Well, the young men are and the old men are tired
working for nothing and being alone
You can feel the of the "Calm Before The Storm"

Well, you can move a and shut out the sky
You can put out the fire but the flame die, ohhhh...

You must see it and early at morning

As the smoke settles slowly and the crowd away
The is over, they have nothing to say
Nineteen of silence lying dead in the street
Nineteen voices are still now ten thousand will
And you might the voice of the "Calm Before The Storm"

Well, you can move a and shut out the sky
You can put out the fire but the flame die
Well, you can move a mountain and out the sky
And you can put out the but the flame won't die

Mmm hmmm hmmm...Mmm hmmm...
Mmm hmmm hmmm...Mmm hmmm...
Mmm hmmm...Mmm hmmm hmmm...
Mmm hmmm hmmm...Mmm hmmm...
Mmm hmmm hmmm...Mmm hmmm...