Luyện nghe bài hát Wave Of Sorrow (Birdland)

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

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

Souls bent over without a
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 on a wave of sorrow?
Wave, wave of

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

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

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

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

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

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