Luyện nghe bài hát THE FLOOD AT LYONS

You lie in peaceful but yet so proud
So safe the second
reach the skyline
And far the narrow streets
sing with the movement of the crowd

No break from daily changes as life on
as French men can be
Fill your with love and wine
And in heart you'll know as long as you
There will be a song

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

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

It weaves the strangest of silky thread
The cast reflection
Lyons as the bed
Trees that stand straight ahead
And search for a sight of distant

was a winter's day
In your you felt the cold and rain
Change the wind to silence, not a sound
patterns run and dance upon the ground

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