Luyện nghe bài hát Call To War

Tables prepared and streets of
You bed your tears stories told
is set so we can fly
But are set and hearts are wild

Till a southern puts me six feet down
My feet won't rest my love is found

Remember when the mountains
Like pennies down a well
Wish another day would
When I would them far from home

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

Our may end in vain
While we the fields of the slain
When to war from trumpets tall
Love will see the armies

called to war from trumpets tall
Love see the armies fall