Luyện nghe bài hát Mamma

This is the tale of a boy
Wandering far his home
Most of his were with him then
And nothing but did they own

Tortured by war in their native
Their recourse was to flight
Tracing the of the sun by day
And led by the north star at

Onward they to the promised land
Not if that was the way
And none of the children could
And this boy used to say
Hey, hey, hey

Mamma, where do we go from
Mamma, why t we stay?
Mamma, is very near?
Mamma, why do you

Down the winter, the food was scarce
The people falling like flies
Disease helped make matters worse
And parents to lies

Hush, mamma will soon be well
Though all can do is to wait
And one little boy the doctor tell
The others he thinks it' s too
It' s too

Mamma, he whispers
Mamma, you' re old
Mamma, why t you answer me?
Mamma, your hands feel

He rushes out into the chilly
He can' t what he has been told
The tears in his eyes to blur his sight
And on his face with the cold

But in the next camp, there is a mild
s mourning a son passed away
And brings the cries of the little child
To her just as he to say
Hey, hey, hey

Mamma, she knows she must do
Mamma, she of her
Mamma, I must the place of you
And him into my care

Mamma, oh oh