Luyện nghe bài hát Wave Of Sorrow (Birdland)

Heat haze rising on own hill
To wake up this is an act of will
Walk through the night to get today
To bring your children, to give them

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

Souls bent without a breeze
Blankets on burning
I am sick without
on it's knees

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 scrolls?
Where now Emperor and Queen of Sheba's gold?
You, my bride a crown, on your finger, precious stone
As every good thing now been

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

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

Blessed are the meek who in the dirt
For they shall inherit left of the earth
Blessed are the kings who have their thrones
They are blessed in this of dry bones

Blessed all of you with an empty
For you have nothing from you cannot part
Blessed is the ego if all we got this hour
is the voice that speaks truth to power
Blessed is the sex worker's 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, slums
And blessed is the spirit that