Luyện nghe bài hát Wave Of Sorrow (Birdland)

Heat haze rising on hell's own
To wake up this is an act of will
through the night to get here today
To bring children, to give them away

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

Souls bent without a breeze
on burning trees
I am sick without
Nobility on it's

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

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

Son, of boy, now king
wisdom can you bring?
What could you sing?
is the music 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,

Blessed are the who scratch in the dirt
For they shall inherit what's left of the
Blessed are the who have left their thrones
They are blessed in valley of dry bones

Blessed all of you an empty heart
For you nothing from which you cannot part
Blessed is the ego if it's all we got this
Blessed is the voice that truth to power
Blessed is the sex worker's body sold

She for what she's got to save her children's life
Blessed are the deaf who cannot hear a
are the stupid who can dream
Blessed are the tin can, slums
And blessed is the that overcomes