Luyện nghe bài hát Orphans of the empire

In ships, came from Europe, across the salt sea
Come for the build and a colony
And in the jungle, green, citadels did gleam
In tribute and homage to the old
And their children grew and promised to be true
Orphans of an empire, destiny

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

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

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

He cannot 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?
It's a beggarmans prayer or a on the wind
that be all that lingers on the memory?

And who remember that African December?
When he knelt before the colors and to do or die?
And he kissed his frightened lover, beneath the embers
Of that dark, heaven, that ancient sky
Now he's gone to dust, just like all soldiers must
But the mournful mutter of the still lingers in the air

So farewell sweet Caroline, farewell Elizabeth
Goodbye gentle ladies of the old
And farewell to your islands carved upon continent
England, some France and some Germany
Soon you will return to that dream the sea
here is no more honey left for tea

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