Luyện nghe bài hát Bastille Day

There's no bread, let eat cake
There's no end to they'll take
Flaunt the fruits of birth
Wash the into the earth

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

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

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

Lessons but never learned
All around us anger
Guide the future by the
Long ago the mould was

For marched up to Bastille day
La guillotine her bloody prize
Hear the of the centuries
Where power all that money buys