Luyện nghe bài hát Bastille Day

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

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

Bloodstained velvet, lace
Naked fear on face
See bow their 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 burns
Guide the future by the
Long ago the was cast

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