Luyện nghe bài hát Anthem For Doomed Youth

For whom the toll
When to die
The stuttering
Will the cry
The anger
The rapid rattle
A desert
dying like cattle

Don't me
We're not
I've seen today's
He's and he's eager
He can be mean

No for them
No prayers or
The choirs
The wailing of
The boys holding
On untraveled
The fear like fire
As shrapnel

I think wrong
To our youth
their will
When plenty of our
like to kill

What sign will lead
To fires
bugles will call them
From crowded shires
The women sit
death on their minds
A slow descending
The of blinds

Make the all line up
their idea of fun
And let be forgiven
Who owned a gun
Was it him or me
Or the of the dead
The soldiers
Cast their
And you can cut the