Luyện nghe bài hát 502

Panzers

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

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

of prey
2000 hostile they slayed
its toll
To battle they called

Their fighting forever stand no mark
But at last their faithless luck them couldn't
the bullets killed them and their fate sat in
Then their became their grave

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