Luyện nghe bài hát 1917

The strange young man who to me
A on a three day spree
Who needs one night's ecstasy
And a woman's to hide him

He me with a courtly bow
And hides his by acting proud
He drinks too and he laughs too loud
How can I deny

Let us beneath the moon
I'll to you, "Claire de Lune'
The always comes too soon
But tonight the war is

He speaks to me in schoolboy
Of a soldier's life inside a
Of the look of and the ghastly stench
I do my to please him

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

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

We make love too hard too
He falls asleep his a mask
He wakes with the shakes and he drinks from his
I put my arms him

They die in the and they die in the air
In and France the dead are everywhere
They die so so fast there's no to prepare
A decent to surround them

Old world glory old world
The old gone gone up in flames
Nothing ever be the same
And nothing forever

Oh I'd pray for him but forgotten how
And nothing, nothing that can save him now
But always another with the same funny bow
And who am I to deny

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

aeternaum dona e-is Domine
Qui-a es
Et lux perpetua luce-at- e-is Cum sancris in
qui-api-us es
Tonight the war is