Luyện nghe bài hát Fires

This war we are waging is lost
The for the fighting has long been a ghost
Malice and have now won the day
The honors we fought for are in the fray

Standards and are trod in the dust
have burst open and corridors rust
Once proud and truthful, now humbled and
which burnt brightly, now energies spent

Let down the curtain and the play
The crowds have home and the cast sailed away
Our flowers and as scarring as weapons
Our poems and have turned to deceptions