Luyện nghe bài hát Fallen Comrade Blues

Seems thirty years ago,
When we were and strong,
They us off to a foreign land,
A we called The Nam.
died in the fighting,
Some running away,
Most die slowly,
by memories every day.
Could of from the country,
Or a kid too.
Most a poor boy,
like me and you.
Some in the fighting,
Some died away,
die more slowly,
Wounded by memories day.
Hope you us
we done,
Remember in evil war,
We so very young.
It don't nothing,
We understood,
off and forgotten
To survive the we could.
died in the fighting,
Some died away,
Most die slowly,
by memories every day.
in the midnight,
Ghosts out to me:
And things I wish I forget,
Just leave me be.
Bullet and shrapnel,
The young men
now its drinking,
and suicide.
Some in the fighting,
died running away,
Most die slowly,
by memories every day.