Luyện nghe bài hát Hearts Of Glory

This is my
This is my
a long way from Gorgie
To the fields o' the
they played tunes of glory
As we marched
The o' the Sporting Battalion

the Heart of Midlothian
To the train
The crowds were singing
An auld refrain
Our sweethearts and
Our bonnie wee
Were waving their
And calling our

Hearts of Glory
Dawn and
Hearts of
we forget
Young Scottish
And unknown
Who gave of glory

In the trenches of
The are blown
And it's over the top
Through the and the bombs
To pain and
Let the play
To lead us to
To and dismay

was never a moment
I was not
But there by my
Were the gallant
Until fell in the slaughter
When the were out
And the few of us
Held the Scots Redoubt

Ellis and
Briggs, Boyd,
Wattie and
He was only
Their names remember
At the end of day
They and died
Wi' Geordie

Who for the Kaiser
Or gains
Love of our
or fame?
Between the of an airman
And four feathers of
We fought for the
Of a wee fitba

And it was over
what had we done?
There were no flags of
For and his own
There were no for heroes
For our and sons
Who sleep the flowers
In the of the Somme

Some back as cripples
Some couldnae kick a
Some wounded and
Most not at all
But remain in my memory
young
The pals o' the Battalion