Luyện nghe bài hát Soldier

In a station in the city a British stood
Talking to the people there if the would
Some just stared in hatred, and others in pain
And the lonely soldier wished he was back home again

join the British Army! said the posters in his town
See the world and have fun, come serve before the Crown
The jobs were hard to come by and he not face the dole
So he his country's shilling and enlisted on the roll

For there was no fear of fighting, the Empire was lost
Just ten years in the army getting paid for being
leave a man experienced a man who's made the grade
A medal and a pension, some mem'ries and a

Then came the call to as the call had came before
Another chapter in an endless civil war
The priests they stood on both sides the priests stood behind
Another fight in name the blind against the blind

The stood between them, between the whistling stones
And then the broken bottles led to broken bones
The petrol that burnt his hands the nails that pierced his skin
And now wished he'd stayed at home surrounded by his kin

The station filled with people the soldier was bored
But better in the than where the people warred
The room filled up with mothers with daughters and sons
Who stared with itchy fingers at the and his gun

A yell of a screech of brakes the shattering of glass
The window of the station broke to let the pass
A scream came from the mothers as they ran the door
Dragging children crying the bomb upon the floor

The soldier stood and could not move his gun he not use
He knew the bomb had seconds and not on the fuse
He could not run to it up and throw it in the street
were far too many people there, too many running feet

Take cover! yelled the soldier, cover for your lives
And the Irishmen threw down young and stood before their wives
They turned towards the soldier, their eyes alive fear
For God's sake save our children or they'll end their short here

The soldier moved towards the his stomach like a stone
Why was his battle God why was he alone
He lay on the package and he murmured one farewell
To those at in England to those he loved so well

He saw the sights of felt the wind upon his brow
The young in the city parks how precious were they now
The soaring of the swallow the beauty of the
The music of the turning so soon would it be gone

A muffled soft and the room began to quake
The soldier blown the floor his blood a crimson lake
They never him cry or shout they never heard him moan
And they turned children's faces from the blood and from the bones

The outside soon gathered and the ambulances came
To carry off the body of a pawn to the game
And the crowd they clapped and cheered and they their rebel songs
One soldier less to where he did not belong

But the children growing up learn at their mothers' knees
The of that soldier who bought their liberty
Who used his body as a means towards the end
Who gave his life to who called him murderer not friend