Luyện nghe bài hát Red Army blues

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

So I packed my bags, my cap
Walked out into the
years old
Never a girl

Took the train to
That was as far as it go
Changed my sacks for a
Bit my lip against the

I prayed for mother
In the of '43
And as we drove the back
I really believed God was listening to me

We into Berlin
the smoking buildings down
Raised the red flag
Burnt the reichstag

I saw my American
And he a lot like 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 twenty others
to Stettiner for the train

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

Train went north to the
We stripped and marched in file
Up the great road
For and miles and miles and miles

in stripes and tatters
In a left to die
All Comrade Stalin was scared that
become too westernized

Used to my country
to be so young
Used to believe that was
The best ever sung

I would have died for my
In
But now only one thing
But now only one remains

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