Luyện nghe bài hát Patrick Henry

This is no time for
For my I consider it
nothing less then our own

Shall i my tongue
fear of giving offence
if so i myself
guilty of treason

its to man to
indulge in
apt to illusion
disguise the painful

Trust not words
for prove
a at your feet

by kisses
not yoursleves

Give me liberty or me death
is so dear or peace so sweet
give me liberty or give me
dont know their but as for me
or death

there is for hope
if we wish to be
shall we our strength
just to in the phantoms of (hope)

theres no
but in bow and
it is now too
the war is set is
and so let it