Luyện nghe bài hát 40:1 (40 To 1)

So silent before the storm, awaiting
A few has been chosen to as one outnumbered by far
The orders from high command, fight back hold, your
In early September it came, a war unknown to the

No army may enter that
is protected by polish hand
you are 40 to 1
Your will soon be undone, undone

Baptized in fire of 40 to 1
Spirit of death and glory
of Poland second to none
Wrath of the Wehrmacht brought to a

The 8th of September it starts the rage of the
A barrage of mortars and guns stand fast the bunkers hold
The has pledged his life, "I'll face my fate here"
The sound of artillery strike so the thunder of guns

So bring on all that you've got
hell, come high water never stop
you are 40 to 1
Your will soon be undone, undone

Always remember a fallen
remember fathers and sons at war
Buried in