Luyện nghe bài hát Looking East

Standing in the with the sun burning low in the west
Like a fire in the cavernous at the heart of the beast
With my beliefs and possessions, stopped at the frontier in my
At the of my country, my back to the sea, looking east

Where the for the truth is conducted with a wink and a nod
And where power and position are equated with the of God
These times are for the soul while for the senses it's a feast
From the edge of my country, as far as you see, east

in the midnight, hunger at the stroke of noon
Hunger in the mansion, in the rented room
Hunger on the TV, hunger on the printed
And there's a God-sized underneath the laughing and the rage
In the absence of
And the night
I wait for the sun
Looking

How long have I my mind to the powers that be
How long it take to find the higher power moving in me

Power in the
in the sea
Power in the snow falling
Power in the
in the stone
Power in the being sung alone
in the wheat field
Power in the
Power in the and the hurricane
in the silence
Power in the
Power in the sound of the name
The power of the sunrise and the power of a prayer
On the edge of my country, I pray for the with the least

Hunger in the midnight, hunger at the of noon
Hunger in the banquet, in the bride and groom
on the TV, hunger on the printed page
And there's a God-sized underneath the questions of the age
And an absence of
In the deepening
Where I for the sun
Looking