Luyện nghe bài hát Gung Ho

On a field of red one gold
Raised above his
Raised his head
He was not any other
He was just like any
And the they bled
Was a to him

Awake my one
The of revolution
Sewn in the
Of humbly worn
others are adorned

Above the northern
The great fly
With great
Over the fields
And the people
And the men they
Yet not for own
And the children are
And the groans

There a grass hut
A boy stood
His mother lay
His sisters for bread
And within his heart
The seed of revolution
In cloth humbly
While others are

And he grew a man
Not like any
Just like any
One man
A beard the of rice
A the color of tea
Who shared the
Of men in chains
shackles on his feet
Escaped the

Who fought
imperialism
Who remained
While slept
Who like jefferson
Let independence
And the of justice turns
Slow and
And the were crying
Plant that seed seed
And they crawled on their
the giant beast
And the carts with bodies
Where once had been their

And the birds swarm
Spread their overhead
And his dead
And the typhoons and the
The jungles in
And the sun
could be more beautiful
Than
was more beautiful
Than

And his heart stopped
And the wheel kept
And the words he
Were a hymn to
I have served the whole
I have served my whole
And as I leave world
May you suffer
And my affection
as sky
Filled with stars

The is raised
Raised his head
Was he of his
Was he a man
For his fills the southern heart
With none but

And the people keep
And the men keep
And it's so
So
Give me one turn
Give me one more
One turn of the wheel

One revolution
One more turn of the