Luyện nghe bài hát 1917

The strange man who comes to me
A soldier on a day spree
Who needs one cheap ecstasy
And a woman's arms to him

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

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

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

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

Hold me neath the Paris
not talk of how or why
Tomorrow's enough to die
But the war is over

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

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

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

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

Lux aeterna, e-is
Domine cum sanctic tu-is in
Qui-a es
Requiem aeternaum dona Domine
Qui-a es
Tonight the war is

Requiem aeternaum dona Domine
Qui-a es
Et lux perpetua luce-at- e-is Cum tu-is in
Aeternum es
Tonight the war is