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 night to get today
To bring your children, to give them

Oh, oh, this cruel sun, is daylight done?
just begun to make a shadow of everyone
And if the came
And if the rain now

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

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

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

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

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

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 this valley of dry

Blessed all of you with an empty
For you have nothing from which you part
Blessed is the ego if it's all we got this
Blessed is the voice that speaks to power
Blessed is the sex worker's body sold

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