Luyện nghe bài hát 1959

Listen to my
Got two tales to
One of fallen
One of

The world's was raging
But we were fine
'Cause we built that thing and it grew
In

was a teapot
Pouring from
angels
Served it up love

Igniting like every form of
Then by bold design
in that thing and it grew wings
In

It was shining in the sun
First,
Speeding the claim
Freedom, freedom, freedom,

was the tempest
Madness
Lama was a man
And watched his world in

Taking glory down by the edge of
It was a shame
Another horizon
the fallen star

Wisdom and compassion
In the land of
But in the land of the
Honey, well, we were fine

'Cause we that thing and it grew wings
In
'Cause we built that thing and it grew
In

It was the of times, it's the worst of times
In 1959, 1959, 1959, 1959, 1959,
It was the best of times, it was the worst of