Luyện nghe bài hát Shiloh

A mist halos the
And a soft wind a whisper through the trees
As I against a hickory
I close my and I can almost see

The forms of blue and gray
And I can almost the cannons blast
Standin' in the of the past

The first few waves came
Fear and hatred runnin' through blood
When the day was finally
left were wadin' through a crimson flood

To think I could be right
In the spot where young soldier breathed his last
Standin' in the presence of the

Brother brother
fightin' son
By the time the sun was
like the south had won

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

Sunrise caught the sleepin'
And they woke to hear a Yankee blow
Bullets flew like angry
Till the peach tree blossoms drifted down snow

It been like Hell on earth
What happened is more than we can grasp
Standin' in the of the past

Brother fightin'
Father son
By the time the smoke had
They knew the had won

Lord my feels empty
As my tears on this grass
Standin' in the of the past

Brother killin'
slayin' son
From the looks of old graveyard
Hell nobody won

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

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