Luyện nghe bài hát Leningrad

Viktor was born in the of '44
And saw his father anymore
A of sacrifice, a child of war
son who never had a father after Leningrad

Went off to school and learned to the state
Followed the rules and drank his straight
The only way to live was the hate
A Russian life was very sad and was life in Leningrad

I was in '49
A cold war kid in McCarthy
Stop 'em at the Parallel
Blast those reds to hell

And cold war kids were to kill
their desk in an air raid drill
Haven't they we won the war
What do they keep on for?

Viktor was sent to some Red Army
Served out his time, became a clown
The happiness he'd ever found
Was making Russian children glad and children in Leningrad

But children lived in
And hid in the underground
Until the Soviets turned ships around
Tore the missiles down

And in that October sun
We knew our childhood were done
And I watched my go off to war
What do they on fighting for?

So my child and I came to this
To meet him eye to eye and to face
He made my daughter laugh, we embraced
We never knew what friends we had until we to Leningrad