Luyện nghe bài hát Harold Land

Harold Land, a wave of his hand
Said to all that
He paid his and stopped the milk
put on his hat

He tried to say his last
As as he could
Promising that he return
But doubted he would
Doubted that he would,

Now he's marching in the rain
As on to war they
A long thin line of human
Damnation as load

In the mud in coldness
He'd out his fear
What disappointing sights he'd
of ones so dear
Instead of ones so dear, so

Going home, he's home
To the land he loved so
Going home, he fought for two whole
He never
Going home, he's going
Going home, he's going

Harold Land, with a wave of his
Stood sadly on the
Clutching red ribbons a badge
But he didn't his age

Only two years had
his leaving home and back
He had his love and youth
leading the attack
Leading the

In it could be said
after war your heart is dead
Well it's not to understand
There is no in Harold Land