Luyện nghe bài hát Forgotten Fields

In the tree-lined cities in fields
Some are too pretty, some are born too real
Some to death-wish pity, while the steal
ground

So just hunch back to start to feel
As the rise of man his price to deal
It's look Ma, no on the steering wheel
round
round...
Slows

are early blooms, some are made to wait
Some too soon, some way too late
Some think the moon can
round...

Hey, you see
will be?
Can't you

It's you...
behind you
Look you...

Hey, you see
will be?
Can't you