Luyện nghe bài hát Rolling Stone

I have the world you believe in
ships with rats, dead Caesars and sons
Hear the children sing, they cry
What is done is done and there is more to

Poor little
I you understand
The babe in the
Will be by a wolf

The second coming nothing to me
I tasted death, every body and thing
I for my own, for the curtain to fall
To wipe the blood off the face of the

little sister
I you understand
The in the woods
Will be taken by a