Luyện nghe bài hát Wild Geese

Look at the golden
See the
On the thorn
Just
It was all for you and me
High on the hill
He was
And dying still
Oh my
You were to set men free

And the mission bells are
As the prisoner finds
And the love we knew is
wild geese

And the fires are burning
For the everlasting
And the love we knew is
Like wild

Only the coldest
Could believe that
A art
all the
Hungry he fed
on the gentle one
Looked for the
But they gave him
Not a sip of
Or a of bread