Luyện nghe bài hát Done With Bonaparte

We've paid in since Moscow burned
As cossacks tear us piece by
Our dead are strewn a hundred
Though death would be a release

And our army is dressed in rags
A frozen beggar band
Like rats we steal other's scraps
Fall to fighting to hand

my soul from evil, Lord
And heal this heart
trust in Thee to keep me, Lord
I'm done Bonaparte

What he made for us to dream
Spanish skies, Egyptian
The was ours, we marched upon
Our little command

And I an eye at Austerlitz
The sabre yet gives me pain
My one love awaits me still
The of the Aquitaine

my soul from evil, Lord
And this soldier's heart
trust in Thee to keep me, Lord
I'm with Bonaparte

Well, I pray for her who for me
A safe return to my France
We prayed these wars end all wars
In war we know is no

And I our child will never see
A little again
toward a foreign shore
Captivate the of men

Save my from evil, Lord
And heal soldier's heart
I'll trust in Thee to me, Lord
I'm done Bonaparte