Luyện nghe bài hát Bastille Day

There's no bread, let them eat
no end to what they'll take
Flaunt the fruits of noble
Wash the salt into the

But they're to Bastille day
La guillotine will claim her bloody
Free the of the innocent
The king will to let his kingdom rise

Bloodstained velvet, lace
Naked fear on every
See them bow heads to die
As we would bow as they by

And they're marching to day
La guillotine will claim her bloody
Sing, o of the cacophony
The king will kneel to let his kingdom

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

For they marched up to day
La guillotine her bloody prize
the echoes of the centuries
Where power isn't all that money