Luyện nghe bài hát Roads to Moscow

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The flames of the Tigers are lighting the road to
Ah, we move through the ruins that bow to the ground
The old men and children they out to face us
can't slow us down and all that I ever was able to see

The eyes of the city are opening now it's the end of the
I'm coming home, I'm coming now you can taste
It in the wind, the war is over and I listen to the
Of the wheels as we roll across the border

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

Why I was from the line and all the others?
To board a train and journey deep into the
Heart of holy Russia and it's cold and damp in the camp
And the air is still and and the pale sun of October

Whispers the snow soon be coming
And I wonder when be home again
And the morning answers never and the sighs
And the Russian skies go on forever