Luyện nghe bài hát Roads to Moscow

They crossed over the border the before dawn
Moving in lines through the day, most of our
destroyed on the ground where they lay waiting
For orders we in the wood, word from the front never came

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

The fire in the air glowing red silhouetting the smoke on the
All they drove us back through the Ukraine
Smolensk and Viyasma soon fell, by autumn we
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 the roads gluing
The of their tanks to the ground while the sky filled with snow

And all that I ever was to see the fire in the air
Glowing red the snow on the breeze
In the footsteps of the shadow figures
Stagger through the winter falling back before the gates of
Standing in the wings an avenger

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

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

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

The flames of the Tigers are lighting the to Berlin
Ah, quickly we move through the that bow to the ground
The old men and they send out to face us
They can't slow us down and all 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
their lines and taken prisoner
"They only me for a day, a lucky break", I say
They turn and closer, I'll never know, I'll never know

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

Whispers the snow will be coming
And I wonder I'll be home again
And the morning answers never and the sighs
And the steely skies go on forever