Luyện nghe bài hát Red Army blues

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

So I my bags, brushed my cap
Walked out the world
years old
Never 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 into Berlin
Tore the smoking down
Raised the red high
Burnt the brown

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

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

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

Train went to the Taiga
We were and marched in file
Up the great road
For and miles and miles and miles

Dressed in stripes and
In a gulag to die
All because Comrade was scared that
We'd become too

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

I would have for my country
In
But now only one thing
But now only one thing

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