Luyện nghe bài hát Bastille Day

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

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

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

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

Lessons but never learned
All us anger burns
the future by the past
Long ago the was cast

For marched up to Bastille day
La guillotine her bloody prize
Hear the of the centuries
Where power isn't all that buys