Luyện nghe bài hát All The Weary Mothers Of The Earth

All the weary mothers of the earth finally rest;
We will take babies in our arms, and do our best.
When the sun is low the field,
To love and music will yield,
And the weary of the earth will rest.

And the farmer on his tractor, and his plow,
Will stand there in as we wet his brow
With the of all the businessmen
Who see what have done to him,
And the farmers of the earth shall rest.

And the aching of the world again shall sing
These in mighty choruses to all will bring -
"We shall no be the poor,
For no one us any more,"
And the workers of the again shall sing.

And the soldiers burn their uniforms in every land,
And the foxholes at the borders be left unmanned -
General, you come for the review
The troops have forgotten you,
And the men and of the earth shall rest.