Luyện nghe bài hát England My Home

You me my birth
Then you me pay
is it worth
Cast me
You've really it now
in my arms
You here with nothing
But you've still got charm

Oh England, my home
My heart's
Crashing of love
You're a of the poor
wound
The rites of love

You cut your own
you let it bleed
Misleading your
From what all need
forgotten
That's we all say
But does it matter
the USA

Why is it
I feel like on your streets
Why is it when I
If feel
Why does our seem
Such a
When will our
meet

Oh, whatever to
My and pleasant land