Luyện nghe bài hát True Believers

In the of the holding out
Nobody be dropped out
Except gods whose faux pas
Are bets

Well, who knows, who knows
Which birds will be
To sing and sing and for me?
Well, who knows birds
be left for me?

Hare to me
In the of August
Mary Sally the most
Buddha is the true
Son of God's
Maybe, you'll never

"Woo hoo," sang
As crossed the river
"Woo hoo," they
As they to Jesus
Woo hoo, the fell on Jericho

Well, who knows, yeah who
Which will be left
To sing and and sing for me?
Yeah, who knows which
be left for me? Well, no one knows

"Woo hoo," yelled
When came to Mecca
them as they go
"Woo hoo," they
As they the Vedas
Leave them, let go

Sufi's on their heads
Are tones of wisdom
Devilish women
Men of actions
Now bring to you and me