Luyện nghe bài hát Fortunes of War

Rose scattered across the lawn
the squares at Waterloo
With of thorns repelling small children
In search of tennis balls

Imaginary cannonballs that were
At the of galloping cavalry
Resting their in the shade of the apple trees
Toy soldiers drunk on lemonade

And the dream of glory and fortunes of war
They're safe in bed with
And of war, fortunes of war

As the sun sets low on playing fields
An army returns its swords and shields
Dustbin lids and raspberry
They'll live to another day

Warrior's medals, milk bottle
Battle fashioned
From Mother's old table
Bright colors run in the summer

sometimes when they fall
They pretend
That the is a bandage
To the bleeding

And imagine streets
And desert storms and foreign
And bullets
These are the of war

I heard a wheelchair
a stale, stagnant gymnasium
Trailing an ivy jacket like a matador
Through the jitterbug of the night before

And I followed him down to the parade
Where he his peace every armistice day
I him fade away
And melt in the autumn

'Cause sometimes they fall
They can't
the hankie is a bandage
They can't stop the

They're out in streets
And storms in foreign fields
Oh, there's bullets
are the fortunes of war

While the dream of glory
And of war
They're safe in bed with
And of war

The uniforms and
The of war, fortunes of war
The of war, fortunes of war
Fortunes of war, these are the of war

Of war, of war, of war, of war, of war
These are the fortunes, these are the
Fortunes of war, are the fortunes, fortunes of war
These are the fortunes, of war