Luyện nghe bài hát Done With Bonaparte

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

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

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

What dreams he for us to dream
Spanish skies, Egyptian
The was ours, we marched upon
Our Corporal's command

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

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

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

And I our child will never see
A little Corporal
Point a foreign shore
the hearts of men

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