Luyện nghe bài hát Fortunes of War

Rose beds scattered across the
the squares at Waterloo
With bayonets of thorns repelling small
In search of lost tennis

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

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

As the sun sets low on these fields
An returns with its swords and shields
Dustbin lids and canes
They'll live to another day

medals, milk bottle tops
Battle flags
From Mother's old table
colors run in the summer rain

'Cause sometimes they fall
will pretend
That the hankie is a
To the bleeding

And imagine streets
And desert and foreign fields
And flying
are the fortunes of war

I heard a whisper
Across a stale, stagnant
Trailing an ivy league jacket like a
Through the jitterbug steps of the before

And I followed him down to the parade
Where he makes his peace armistice day
I watched him fade
And in the autumn rain

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

They're out in streets
And desert storms in foreign
Oh, bullets flying
These are the of war

While the children dream of
And of war
They're in bed with stories
And of war

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