Luyện nghe bài hát When Will The Forest Speak... ?

Why can I not
Why am I
Why are all the burning?
fires, crooked liars,
Why am I so and drained?

In the bush, raining,
man on his own,
Has anyone thought to him?

The is waiting in the tree
to three
Hearing the sound of the fume-fuelled
He on the back...
Attack! Attack! Attack!
No old heathen, not today.

The rain falls upon the acidic trees of the millennium
The fire has vanished, leaving behind a of death for all to see.
The birds & the trees, you & me
Lay twitching on the floor.
The is waiting for us to take us into his home,
for us just like one of his own.

bones!
bones!

Wait! The yeti no longer has a
The are gone & nothing has grown.
A table, a chair, an nightmare,
will the forest speak?
When all is up and way too weak?

for nightfall, it's so beautiful out here.
Up in a wave of oxygen love I sit,
Up high on this cement postcard I spit.
I spit, I upon thee.

Wait for red skies,
for the red skies,
Do you how it feels to be alive?
Let me know, let me how you feel...
When will the forest
the trees are dried up and way too weak?

Wasting a on calculations,
Not money for operations,
Waste of life, statistics, plastic
Sound of sticks together.
All the gather.

for the man, he must have a plan,
Show me and me a smile I can wear.
Me & you we can up too,
No use for hate if wearing my shoes.

Be happy, be sad, be a rotten lamb,
Don't me now, I'm drenched to the bone.

A sound of a and an axe and a fall
Of a tree and a life and a so small
Sick to the of your dour heart of stone.
Let me how you feel...

You say it's too hot so you can off your top
A clank of a machine, coins bled unclean.

A beaten old lizard staggers the road,
A and a heart, the lake in the park,
The candle won't light and the won't spark.

I'm and I'm torn but I still carry on.
The is angry, the money has taken the...

Watching mayhem leaping from to truck,
This is where he his friends.
feast, they drink, they talk about
How used to be...

I still sleep.
I can't sleep.
I still sleep.

A million and a million voices
A thoughts, and only one choice.
The need to peace.