Luyện nghe bài hát Sevastopol

Here we are, for the storm.
Here we are, for the storm to come.
We know world will drown in blood.
Last days of May, spring is dying once again,
But we sense summer may not be ours anymore.
Within these walls, we're brothers,
Comrades death.
Now in the distance we see the rage.
will not take this place, will not defile this ground.
We're not to die, no one will break this line,
This world will hear our cries.
This darkened world hear our cries.
As clouds of dust the deep blue skies,
crawling through the debris of our homes.
Here we are, for the storm.
Here we are, world will drown in blood.
Now in the distance we see the rage.
They not take this place, will not defile this ground.
not afraid to die, no one will break this line,
This darkened world will our cries.
fires, lying in the trenches, buried deep
As ashes cover this swaying world in grey.
Inside fortress, we're faithful sisters,
Comrades death.
As their eclipse this sallow sun
And their annihilate our sanctuaries,
Our confidence, it not vanish, not abate,
We will not resisting.
Now in the we see the fires rage.
They will not take this place, not defile this ground.
We're not afraid to die, no one will this line,
This darkened world hear our cries