Luyện nghe bài hát Three Angels

Three angels up the street
one playing a horn
Dressed in green with wings that stick out
They're been since Christmas morn'

The wildest cat from Montana by in a flash
Then a in a bright orange dress
One u-haul trailer a with no wheels
The tenth bus goin' west

The dogs and pigeons fly up and they flutter
A man a badge skips by
Three crawling on their way back to work
stops to ask why?

The bakery stops outside of that fence
Where the angels stand high on poles
The peeks out tryin' to find one face
In this concrete world of souls

The angels play on horns all day
The whole earth in progressions to pass by
But anyone hear the music they play?
Does even try?