🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Winter - U2

 Winter
 
  yellow sun
 Well,  took the hand
 Of a  boy
 To a city in a  land
 
  made no mark
  shadow at all
 On the ancient, holy 
 Where I  to crawl
 
 The broken  the bruised
 The young and the 
 The  and confused
 All here
 
 Words will then  on me
 Then  me
  untangle me
 Leave me on the 
 Rhymes,  sprang in me
 Summer sang  me
 But summer sings  me no more
 
 Now I'm 
 And trying to stay 
 In a corner of  world
 With  clear enemies to fight
 
 It's hot as 
 We're like butter  toast
 But there's  army in this world
 That can fight a 
 
  broken and the bruised
  young and the used
 The sure and 
 All here
 
 Words will then land on 
  abandon me
 Leave me 
 In guard of the 
 Rhymes  in me
 Summer sang in 
 But summer  in me no more
 
 Listening to the 
 The strangers
 The  of the foreign grave
  to the thunder
 The sky  strange
 Stretched  everyone
 Listening  the tales
  child sings
 That goes for days and 
 Listening  the calls
 Shouts, frustration
 
 At twenty-one
 I was  a son
 And on that day I 
 I could 
 
 To protect  ones
 We put bullets in 
  anything it takes
 To take a  until it's still