Luyện nghe bài hát Shah of Shahs

After these comes the sweeping up
The rag and possessions, an old tin cup
The trucks have hauled away the newly slain
The angry crowd retreats, but theyll be back

And the prisoner in the palace does not
The around him after all hes done and planned
But if this the way that it must be then be damned
If he will let them take away his dream

stuff bank notes into leather bags
Their wives packed the jewelry and the luggage tanks
The word is on the street now, day by day
And even the informers the stay away

And the prisoner in the palace is by this charade
strangely unprotected by his miles of golden braid
And if this is the way that it be then Im afraid
He will not let them away his perfect dream

And these mountains of equipment brought from foreign
Are now stacked up in the being buried by the sand
These rows of helicopters rusting where stand
Are butterflies to take away the perfect

He cried the limousine and at the airport too
Where the soldier knelt before him and kissed his
He flew across the and the open sea
While they tore down all his statues and his

And the victor greets the newsmen with a strange and style
They take a hundred thousand pictures and in none of a smile
But this is just the way that it must be now for a
Hes come to bring another perfect dream