Luyện nghe bài hát 502

Panzers

it stormed or snowed or the sun was smiling at them
If the night was or the day boiling warm
Thoir faces dusty but their spirits were high
Their it raced along with the storm

With thundering engines as fast as
Through victory and defeat they their way
With blockades and tanks the foes tried to them
But in speed they rolled at their prey

Beast of
2000 tanks they slayed
Takings its
To panzer battle they

Their will forever stand no mark
But at last their faithless luck them save
When the bullets them and their fate sat in
Then their panzer their grave

502 - of prey
502 - 2000 hostile tanks slayed
502 - taking its
502 - to panzer battle called