Luyện nghe bài hát Red Army blues

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

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

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

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

We howled Berlin
the smoking buildings down
Raised the red flag
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 place called Hazard, Tennessee

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

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

went north to the Taiga
We were stripped and marched in
Up the great road
For miles and and miles and miles

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

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

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

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