Luyện nghe bài hát Fortunes of War

Rose beds scattered the lawn
the squares at Waterloo
With bayonets of repelling small children
In of lost tennis balls

cannonballs that were fired
At the legs of galloping
Resting their dreams in the shade of the trees
Toy drunk on warm lemonade

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

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

Warrior's medals, milk tops
Battle fashioned
From Mother's old cloths
colors run in the summer rain

'Cause sometimes when they
They will
the hankie is a bandage
To stop the

And city streets
And desert and foreign fields
And flying
These are the of war

I heard a whisper
Across a stale, gymnasium
Trailing an ivy league like a matador
Through the steps of the night before

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

sometimes when they fall
They pretend
That the hankie is a
can't stop the bleeding

They're out in city
And desert storms in foreign
Oh, there's bullets
These are the of war

While the children of glory
And of war
safe in bed with stories
And of war

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

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