Luyện nghe bài hát Troublesometimes

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

Opened wounds - scores,
An ancient - new icons.
The front line starts at our doors
'Cause won't be bygones.
the bloodline - start the cull,
Nazi roulette - six chambers
Fail to read the signs,
yourself in troublesometimes.
While common hat turned it's back
a shadow our nation.
Can mothers veiled in black sing songs of liberation?
Out of the 'Cold War' - into the flame!

Opened - unsettled scores,
An ancient - new icons.
The front line starts at our doors
'Cause won't be bygones.
a mask of tears and cinder -
watch your cornfields like tinder.
Fail to the warning signs,
yourself in troublesometimes.