Luyện nghe bài hát THE FLOOD AT LYONS

You lie in slumbers but yet so proud
So safe the city
Houses reach the
And far below the streets
That sing with the movement of the

No break from daily changes as goes on
as French men can be
Fill your time with and wine
And in your heart you'll know as as you
There always be a song

on a winter's day
With face against the cold and rain
In the wind there's changes, the rise
The water grips the town, fill her eyes

I'm standing here, way to go
The crossroads call but they don't
Midnight, inside
I'm standing here, could all be
The crossroads call, stood so long

It weaves the strangest of silky thread
The shadows cast
Lyons as the bed
that stand look straight ahead
And search for a of distant land

This was a day
In your heart you the cold and rain
Change the to silence, there's not a sound
Silver patterns run and dance the ground

I'm standing here way to go
The crossroads call but don't know
Midnight, inside
I'm standing here, all be lost?
The crossroads call, you've so long