Luyện nghe bài hát Shiloh

A halos the meadow
And a soft wind breathes a through the trees
As I lean against a
I my eyes and I can almost see

The ghostly forms of and gray
And I can hear the cannons blast
in the presence of the past

The first few waves cheerin'
Fear and runnin' through their blood
the day was finally over
Those left were through a crimson flood

To I could be right here
In the spot where some young soldier his last
in the presence of the past

Brother fightin'
Father son
By the time the sun was
Looked the south had won

Now my as dry as cotton
And my heart is beatin'
in the presence of the past

Sunrise the rebels sleepin'
And they woke to hear a Yankee bugle
Bullets flew like hornets
the peach tree blossoms drifted down like snow

It must've been like on earth
happened here is more than we can grasp
Standin' in the presence of the

Brother brother
Father son
By the the smoke had lifted
They the north had won

my soul feels empty
As my tears fall on grass
in the presence of the past

Brother killin'
slayin' son
From the looks of old graveyard
Hell really won

Somethin's inside me
It sure can happen
in the presence of the past

A mist the meadow
And a soft wind breathes a whisper the trees