Luyện nghe bài hát Bastille Day

There's no bread, let eat cake
There's no end to what take
the fruits of noble birth
Wash the salt the earth

But they're marching to day
La will claim her bloody prize
Free the of the innocent
The king will kneel to let his kingdom

velvet, dirty lace
Naked fear on face
See them bow heads to die
As we bow as they rode by

And marching to Bastille day
La guillotine will claim her prize
Sing, o choirs of the
The king will to let his kingdom rise

taught but never learned
All around us anger
Guide the future by the
Long ago the was cast

For they up to Bastille day
La claimed her bloody prize
Hear the of the centuries
Where isn't all that money buys