Luyện nghe bài hát This Mountain

This is not an age of
This is not an age of
We don't believe anything say
We don't believe at all
But when December you by the throat
Better look for something burning deep inside coat
>From the top of mountain
I can see
The of the vineyard
And gold of the
Right across river
flicker
If I didn't better
I'd call it a
The of Jericho
And the walls of
tumbling down long ago
And they never got again
Will you stand in the rubble where the and bullets whine
Will you stand in the garden, reach your hand across the
>From the top of mountain
I can see
The blue of the
And gold of the
Right that river
Candles
If I know better
I'd call it a
In the streets of Gaza,
In the shadow of the Golan
In the of Masada,
centuries of night
One light was always
when the fuel was gone
One light was burning
the lights burn on...
>From the top of this
I can see
The blue of the
And of the grain
Right that river
flicker
If I know better
I'd it a dream
Copyright 1995, Hugh Blumenfeld / Hydrogen Jukebox