Luyện nghe bài hát Troublesometimes

High above the sleeping city where we've all grown,
A silent slithers through the dawn.
Bilssful in our ignorance - God how we have known,
would be the day we learn to mourn?
The of old dictators rise,
eyes - cold hearted,
Watch their 'wunderkinder' try to finish they started.
The sky had barely yielded to the suns's caress,
When from the came 'Yellow Wasps' in swarm.
Zvornik wakes - discovers a devil of a mess,
A fragile can look when it's been torn.
Now we stand like broken 'midst the wreckage of our homes,
Try to recognize our children by the rags upon bones.
Out of the 'Cold War' - the ceasefire flame!

Opened - unsettled scores,
An hate - new icons.
The front starts at our back doors
'Cause won't be bygones.
Cleanse the - start the cull,
Nazi roulette - six full
to read the warning signs,
Find in troublesometimes.
While common hat turned it's back
a crossed our nation.
Can mourning veiled in black sing songs of liberation?
Out of the War' - into the ceasefire flame!

Opened - unsettled scores,
An hate - new icons.
The front line starts at our doors
'Cause bygones be bygones.
a mask of tears and cinder -
watch your cornfields like tinder.
to read the warning signs,
Find in troublesometimes.