Luyện nghe bài hát Shiloh

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

The ghostly of blue and gray
And I can almost hear the blast
Standin' in the presence of the

The first few came cheerin'
Fear and hatred runnin' through their
When the day was over
Those left wadin' through a crimson flood

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

Brother brother
fightin' son
By the the sun was settin'
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 woke to hear a Yankee bugle blow
Bullets flew like hornets
Till the tree blossoms drifted down like snow

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

Brother fightin'
fightin' son
By the time the had lifted
They the north had won

Lord my feels empty
As my tears fall on grass
Standin' in the presence of the

Brother brother
slayin' son
From the looks of this old
nobody really won

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

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