Luyện nghe bài hát Paschendale

In a foreign he lay
Lonely soldier, unknown
On his dying words he
the world of Paschendale

Relive all that been through
Last of his soul
Rust your bullets with his
Let me tell you 'bout his

Laying low in a blood trench
Kill Tim 'til my very own
On my face I can feel the falling
Never see my friends

In the smoke, in the mud and
Smell the fear and the feeling of
Soon be time to go the wall
fire and the end of us all

Whistles, and more gun fire
Lifeless hang on barbed wire
nothing but a bloody tomb
Be reunited with my dead soon

Many eighteen years
Drown in mud, no tears
a war no-one can win
Killing time about to

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

The of ours and our foes
The sea of it overflows
In no man's land, God only
Into of death we go

as if on a cross
Allied troops they mourn their
German war machine
Such before has never seen

I heard the angels cry
Pray to god no may die
So that people the truth
Tell the of Paschendale

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

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

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

Dodging shrapnel and barbed
straight at the cannon fire
Running blind as I hold my
Say a prayer symphony of

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

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

See my spirit on the
Across the lines, beyond the
Friend and foe will again
Those who at Paschendale