Luyện nghe bài hát Sevastopol

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