Luyện nghe bài hát April 10

It was April the
I it well
It was so that year
It was than hell

Things haven't good
For you, for a
Because I'd been on
I heard

And dropped in
With the you wrote
And I it aloud
To that I could

And we were laughing
Cause we how you are
We never
Your was good

We that we knew you
And I that we don't
Are you or
just like the

We you "the black penny"
Remember

The sea is
The streets are
And there's on all our hands
With the gone

And only left to us
Is history on dust
I was on poet's words
nations and governments

Sweet lies and
Eager and keen to
those good are everywhere
their thousand-yard stare

We all end up the
Like little to meet their end