Luyện nghe bài hát Wave Of Sorrow (Birdland)

Heat rising on hell's own hill
To wake up morning is an act of will
Walk the night to get here today
To bring your children, to give away

Oh, oh, this sun, is daylight never done?
Cruelty just to make a shadow of everyone
And if the came
And if the came now

Souls bent over a breeze
Blankets on burning
I am sick disease
Nobility on knees

And if the came
And if the came, now
Would it wash us all on a wave of sorrow?
Wave, of sorrow

Where now the cities? Where are the ancient holy scrolls?
Where now Emperor Menelek and of Sheba's gold?
You, my wear a crown, on your finger, precious stone
As every good now been sold

Son, of boy, now king
What can you bring?
lyric could you sing?
Where is the of the Seraphim?

And if the rain
And if the came, now
it wash us all away, on a wave of sorrow?
Wave, on a wave of sorrow,

are the meek who scratch in the dirt
For shall inherit what's left of the earth
Blessed are the kings who have their thrones
They are blessed in this valley of dry

Blessed all of you with an empty
For you nothing from which you cannot part
Blessed is the ego if all we got this hour
Blessed is the voice that speaks truth to
Blessed is the sex body sold tonight

She works for what got to save her children's life
Blessed are the deaf who cannot hear a
Blessed are the who can dream
Blessed are the tin can, cardboard
And blessed is the spirit that