🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Winter - U2

 Winter
 
  yellow sun
 Well, it  the hand
 Of  country boy
 To a city  a far-off land
 
 We made no 
  shadow at all
  the ancient, holy streets
 Where I learned to 
 
 The broken  the bruised
 The young and the 
 The  and confused
 All here
 
 Words  then land on me
 Then  me
  untangle me
 Leave me on the 
 Rhymes, they sprang  me
 Summer sang in 
 But summer sings in  no more
 
 Now  twenty-five
 And trying to  alive
  a corner of the world
 With  clear enemies to fight
 
  hot as hell
 We're like butter on 
 But there's no army in  world
  can fight a ghost
 
 The  and the bruised
 The young and the 
 The  and confused
 All here
 
  will then land on me
 Then  me
 Leave me 
  guard of the door
 Rhymes began in 
 Summer sang  me
 But summer sings in me  more
 
 Listening to the 
 The strangers
 The silence of  foreign grave
 Listening  the thunder
 The sky  strange
 Stretched over 
  to the tales
  child sings
 That goes for days  days
 Listening  the calls
 Shouts, frustration
 
 At twenty-one
 I was born a 
 And on that day  knew
 I could 
 
 To  the ones
 We  bullets in guns
 Or anything it 
 To  a life until it's still