Luyện nghe bài hát Roads to Moscow

They crossed over the the hour before dawn
Moving in lines through the day, of our planes
Were destroyed on the ground they lay waiting
For orders we held in the wood, word from the never came

By evening the sound of the was miles away
Ah, softly we move through the shadows, away
Through the trees their lines in the mists in
The fields on our hands and our and all that I ever was able to see

The fire in the air red silhouetting the smoke on the breeze
All summer they drove us back through the
and Viyasma soon fell, by autumn we stood
With our backs to the town of

Closer and closer to they come, riding the wind like a bell
General Guderian stands at the crest of the hill, winter
With her the rains, oceans of mud filled the gluing
The tracks of their tanks to the ground while the sky filled with

And all I ever was able to see the fire in the air
red silhouetting the snow on the breeze
In the footsteps of Napoleon the shadow
Stagger the winter falling back before the gates of Moscow
Standing in the wings like an

And far behind their lines the partisans are stirring in the forest
Coming unexpectedly upon their outposts, growing like a
You'll know, you'll never know
Which way to turn, way to look, you'll never see us

As we're stealing the blackness of the night
You'll never know, you'll never us
And the evening sings in a voice of amber, the dawn is surely
The road leads to Stalingrad, and the sky is softly humming

Two Tigers on fire in the night flicker
souls to the wind, we wait in the lines for the final
Approach to begin, it's been almost four that
I've carried a gun at home it'll almost be

The flames of the are lighting the road to Berlin
Ah, quickly we move through the ruins that bow to the
The old men and children send out to face us
They slow us down and all that I ever was able to see

The eyes of the city are opening now the end of the dream
I'm coming home, I'm coming home now you can
It in the wind, the war is over and I to the clicking
Of the train wheels as we across the border

And now they ask me of the time I was caught
Behind their lines and taken
"They only held me for a day, a break", I say
They and listen closer, I'll never know, I'll never know

Why I was taken from the and all the others?
To board a special train and deep into the
Heart of holy Russia and it's cold and damp in the transit
And the air is still and sullen and the sun of October

Whispers the snow will soon be
And I wonder when I'll be home
And the morning never and the evening sighs
And the steely skies go on forever