Luyện nghe bài hát Battlefield

Clear the and let me see
All the from our victory.
You talk of freedom, children fall.
Are you deaf when you the season's call?

Were you there to the earth be scorched?
Did you stand the spectral torch?
Know the leaves of sorrow turned face,
Scattered on the of disgrace.

Every blade is the arrows fly
We're the victims of armies' lie,
Where the blades of grass and arrows
Then there be very little sorrow,
Very pain.

Confusion...will be my
As I cross a cracked and broken
If we it, we can all sit back and laugh.