Luyện nghe bài hát Paschendale

In a field he lay
Lonely soldier, unknown
On his dying words he
Tell the world of

Relive all that he's been
Last of his soul
Rust your bullets with his
Let me tell you his years

Laying low in a blood filled
Kill Tim 'til my very own
On my face I can feel the rain
see my friends again

In the smoke, in the mud and
Smell the fear and the of dread
be time to go over the wall
Rapid and the end of us all

Whistles, and more gun fire
Lifeless bodies hang on wire
Battlefield nothing but a bloody
Be reunited with my friends soon

Many eighteen years
Drown in mud, no more
Surely a war can win
time about to begin

Home, far
the war, a chance to live again
Home, far
But the war, no to live again

The bodies of ours and our
The sea of it overflows
In no land, God only knows
jaws of death we go

Crucified as if on a
Allied they mourn their loss
German war propaganda
Such has never been seen

Swear I the angels cry
to god no more may die
So people know the truth
Tell the tale of

Cruelty has a heart
man does play his part
Terror of the men we
The human heart is still

I stand my ground for the very time
Gun is as I stand in line
Nervous wait for the to blow
Rush of blood and we go

Blood is falling the rain
Its cloak unveils again
The sound of guns can't hide shame
And so we die on

Dodging and barbed wire
Running at the cannon fire
Running blind as I hold my
Say a symphony of death

As we charge the enemy
A burst of fire and we go
I choke a cry but no-one
Fell the go down my throat

Home, far
From the war, a chance to live
Home, far
But the war, no chance to again

See my on the wind
Across the lines, beyond the
Friend and foe will meet
who died at Paschendale