Luyện nghe bài hát The Refugee

I am a now
I am running like mad a frosty green Poland
My head in a
And the blood in my brain
"How did happen?"
And "Where am I now?"
Who is so blue in freeze
Who is so grey with the
Rain dancing all on my without mercy
And the relax
And I just to laugh
Through the loose teeth and
The symphony builds your boot
And the horns drool in
Dancers all
is my bloody tune
My last gasp of the
My thorn in the side of the violence of
I won't scream, I writhe
I am and burning alive
Like a
That grew in the hot
Now the fire is
And I am not
Yes, is the room
This is the old from memory
is the sound of the Jew
Who to die

April 4th,
I recall my old address no
I day to day on the glossy dancefloor
Of a wide full of disappeared people
I in the churches
Eat grass a goat
The calendar hangs on the wall of my
My is inscribed up the sleeve of my coat
I am

Take this document you
The lines I wrote as I bled through the night
In a strange rusted
I ripped the page out
It is here in my
I am

Person of the
But I have lost my page like so others
I am left to my own name
On a one
We will have a new scattered far
the expanses
The scrapbook of signatures
In forgotten, diaries
Texts to when time's bloody boot
Dances and in the bone of our chest
Like soft
And our ancient hoarse
echo in song
And resound off the curve of a high stony
The of the arch
From our death to our