Luyện nghe bài hát Southhampton Dock

They in '45
And no one spoke and no one
There too many spaces in the line

And at the cenotaph
They all agreed with on heart
To the sacrificial knives

But now, she upon Southampton dock
With her and her summer frock
to her wet body in the rain

In desperation, knuckles white upon the slippery reins
She bravely waves the boys again
Oh, Maggie have you done?

And still the stain spreads between
Their blades
A mute of the poppy fields and graves

the fight was over
We what they had made, but
In the bottom of our hearts we felt the cut