Luyện nghe bài hát Orphans of the empire

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

Hold me close, Africa, fill my soul,
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 mighty walls
And in the jungle afternoon, he plays when 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
Bewildered and confused, he home to his bed

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

He cannot the soldiers, all at hand
For with guns you cannot fight a foe dwells within
But the battle had and a soldier hes become
Who can sing his
It's a beggarmans prayer or a string on the
Will that be all that lingers on the

And who will that African December?
When he knelt before the and swore to do or die?
And he kissed his lover, beneath the glowing embers
Of that dark, strange heaven, 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 ladies of the old order
And farewell to your islands carved upon continent
Some England, some France and Germany
Soon you will return to that across the sea
'Cause here is no 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 old, Africa, and remember me