Luyện nghe bài hát Orphans of the empire

In ships, they came from Europe, the salt sea
Come for the build and raise a
And in the jungle, green, citadels did gleam
In and homage to the old country
And soon their children grew and to be true
Orphans of an empire, their

me close, Africa, fill my soul, Africa
Let me old, Africa, let me in
my soul, Africa, dont let me go, Africa
Let me old, Africa, and remember me

Imperial gentleman, he built walls
And in the jungle afternoon, he plays polo hes bored
He sips a gin and tonic and tells you
He wishes he understood the
But the shadows, they are lengthening and the sun, it set
and confused, he scurries home to his bed

Hold me close, Africa, fill my soul,
Let me old, Africa, let me in
Fill my soul, Africa, let me go, Africa
Let me grow old, Africa, and me

He understand the soldiers, all at hand
For with guns you cannot fight a foe that dwells
But the battle had and a soldier hes become
Who can his litany?
a beggarmans prayer or a string on the wind
Will that be all that lingers on the

And who will that African December?
When he knelt the colors and swore to do or die?
And he kissed his frightened lover, beneath the embers
Of that dark, strange heaven, that sky
Now gone to dust, just like all good soldiers must
But the mournful mutter of the battlefield still in the air

So it's farewell Caroline, farewell Elizabeth
Goodbye gentle ladies of the old
And farewell to your islands carved this continent
Some England, France and some Germany
Soon you will return to dream across the sea
'Cause here is no more left for tea

Hold me close, Africa, fill my soul,
Let me old, Africa, let me in
Fill my soul, Africa, let me go, Africa
Let me grow old, Africa, and me