Luyện nghe bài hát 1917

The young man who comes to me
A soldier on a three day
Who one night's cheap ecstasy
And a arms to hide him

He greets me with a bow
And hides his by acting proud
He too much and he laughs too loud
How can I him?

Let us dance the moon
I'll sing to you, "Claire de
The morning always too soon
But the war is over

He speaks to me in schoolboy
Of a soldier's inside a trench
Of the look of death and the ghastly
I do my best to him

He two roses in a vase
Two roses out of place
Like the gallant smile on his haggard
Playfully I him

Hold me neath the skies
not talk of how or why
Tomorrow's soon to die
But tonight the war is

We make love too hard too
He falls asleep his face a
He with the shakes and he drinks from his flask
I put my around him

They die in the trenches and die in the air
In Belguim and France the are everywhere
die so so fast there's no time to prepare
A decent grave to them

Old world glory old fame
The old worlds gone up in flames
Nothing will be the same
And nothing lasts

Oh I'd pray for him but I've how
And there's nothing, nothing can save him now
But there's another with the same funny bow
And who am I to them

Lux aeterna, e-is
Domine cum sanctic in aeternum
pius es
Requiem dona e-is Domine
pius es
Tonight the war is

Requiem aeternaum dona e-is
pius es
Et lux luce-at- e-is Cum sancris tu-is in
qui-api-us es
Tonight the war is