Luyện nghe bài hát Red Army blues

When I my home and my family
My mother to me
"Son, it's not how many Germans you that counts
It's how many you set free"

So I my bags, brushed my cap
out into the world
Seventeen old
kissed a girl

Took the to Voronezh
was as far as it would go
Changed my sacks for a
Bit my lip the snow

I for mother Russia
In the of '43
And as we the Germans back
I really that God was listening to me

We howled Berlin
Tore the buildings down
Raised the red flag
the reichstag brown

I saw my American
And he looked a lot me
He had the same farmer's face
he'd come from some place called Hazard, Tennessee

Then the war was
My discharge papers
Me and hundred others
Went to for the train

Kiev, the commissar
There own way home
I got to Kiev
We never came by

Train north to the Taiga
We were stripped and in file
Up the great road
For miles and miles and and miles

Dressed in and tatters
In a left to die
All because Comrade Stalin was that
We'd too westernized

Used to love my
Used to be so
Used to believe that was
The best song ever

I have died for my country
In
But now only one remains
But now only one remains

But now only one thing
But now one thing remains
The brute will to