Luyện nghe bài hát Where The Ocean Ends We'll Find a New - Born Land

Little he was a rock 'n' roll star from tuscon, arizona
And a with the figures was mister b.
Ran a computer
And he was a tough marine
Who fought a war
And I was the who dreamt a dream
the guitar

So we are
come so far
No longer pawns or in the big game
We're high
for the sky
Where the ocean
We'll find a new-born
For everyone you and i

We were bankers we were
We were and bums
and millionaires
We were we were preachers
Falling and monks
Gamblers and
We were and loosers
Magicians and
Sad eyed fools that meant no
And I was a clown who his dream
Playing the

So we are
We've so far
No longer pawns or puppets in the rat
aiming high
for the sky
Where the ocean
find a new-born land
For like you and i

So we are
come so far
No longer pawns or stooges in the big

We're high
for the sky
Where the ends
find a new-born land
For everyone you and i

March, 8, two months later.. a group of islands appeared at the
Horizon...only a few days to go? ...maybe...and a dark-blue sky
In the pacific they were sitting together for the last time...