Luyện nghe bài hát Call To War

Tables prepared and of gold
You bed your from stories told
is set so we can fly
But times are set and hearts are

a southern wind puts me six feet down
My feet won't until my love is found

when the mountains fell
Like down a wishing well
Wish another day come
When I would them far from home

Till a wind puts me six feet down
My will march on holy ground

Our laboring may end in
While we walk the fields of the
When called to war from trumpets
will see the armies fall

When called to war from trumpets
will see the armies fall