Luyện nghe bài hát Pomp and Circumstances

When I was born, I
When I was freed, I
Now that Im loved, Im
Between the last and tragic mess
An invited

Torn, and frayed
Oh, dont we
War, and grace
Oh, wont you stay for a
We can fail in
I can hold your for a while

What was once new now
What was once now wrong
As they go, we can say we
But what do we
But warm and graves
we see what's bitter to taste

Torn, and frayed
Don't we
War, and graves
you stay?

'Cause I tell
I tell a soul
I'm mad as hell

Torn, broken and
I'm torn, broken and
No, I'm cold, out and ashamed