Luyện nghe bài hát Land of the Bloody Unknown

There were letters at the foot of my bed
I woke up with you in the morn
There were lions on ships in the harbour
The night my love was born

a minstrel singing of the holy dove
On the mountain of old St
There is glass on the floor of the hallway I
When the stars bear from their throne
And the old southern cross is
And it points down the sad home
To the of the bloody unknown

I heard your mother took off in the fall
her pretty curls and her wooden spoon
I heard you to yourself last night
She'll be coming home some day

the wine you drink is stained deep in your shirt
And just like the sin in my
It is never ever ever coming out
While the stars down from their throne
And the old southern cross is
And it points down the sad road

To the land of the hunter dancing under the
And the bride up on the shore
I could never really that well
I can't raise the flags or ring bells
But I can my gun down the line towards my home
To the of the bloody unknown

There's a dog watching over me in my sleep
And I stir to toss him the bone
There's a red moon on the hills tonight
Where the stars bear down from their
And the old cross is shown
And it points the sad road home