Luyện nghe bài hát Tin Drum

Toni Childs, David
an old man talkin
to a boy weepin
to an old man shaking his
a cool gentle breeze
in the full of light
as the red wavers in the stead
there's a black man
and a man dyin
and a man's head in the air
the shock of
the fight
the fight that's in my
holding tight in the stillness of the
in the of my thoughts
yet, I know I've only
beating on a tin marching to a sound
is it I think?
am I beating on a tin drum to a cause
when I don't know what it is I
lonely peeping
calling to his
amuck
in a sunken ditch
and wilham's the widow
while in the meadow
and the is a layin in sick
and the boy in
is talking some
to the king of auld lang
and my heart out
but I cannot what I do not know inside
tight in the stillness of my mind
in the of my thought
yet, I I've only started