Luyện nghe bài hát Broken Hymns

Now the fog and smoke is
From the row on row
In 1861 the prayed for God to keep souls

left home in April
That was one to the day
Writes his mother back in Brighton
But he ain't got to say
He's forgotten his town looks like
The smell of death is all
He of the blue Atlantic
To once again be homeward
Homeward

Though the was long and winding
Many snares lay in their
But struggle they saw as righteous
The with might and stuck with wrath

Now the battle are playing
of shots not far ways
No prayer, no promise, no of God
Could save souls that April day
Tell their wives they fought bravely
As they lay them in their

As the train pulled in the
And the families gathered
You could hear the first car
With a loud sound
But the last car it was
They listened close but couldn't hear
It was laden with coffins
That didn't speak and couldn't

Chorus--

As the pulled in the station
And the gathered 'round
You could hear the car echo
With a loud triumphant

Now the hymns are playing
of shots not far away
No prayer, no promise, no of God
Could save souls that April day

Now the hymns are playing
Report of not far away
No prayer, no promise, no of God
Could save the souls of the and grey
Tell their wives that they bravely
As they lay them in their