Luyện nghe bài hát 502

Panzers

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

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

of prey
2000 tanks they slayed
Takings its
To panzer they called

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 became their grave

502 - Beast of
502 - 2000 tanks they slayed
502 - taking its
502 - to panzer they called