Luyện nghe bài hát Storm the Beaches

[I -

It's 6, 1944
I turned 19 two before
and bravery I can't ignore
Representing my in this World War

[II - Lettera di

The Crusade Eisenhower decrees
To bring an end to the war machine
Eliminate the German demon
that the Lord's free world stays free

True honor and glory receive
When I the USA
My Mother be so proud of me
I'm the of the day

Kill 'em all let will decide
The of Hitler's reign
take my shot and death will arrive
When I splatter their rotted

The of all good citizens
Lives forever on me
I'll every one of them
sea to shining sea...

[III - Able

...The sea once with the light of the sun
Now it flows red with the blood of the sons
They were the chosen
Now their is done

platoon to tread on Omaha's sands
Stricken by the shells before they land
Attack planned
outmanned

to go
Last to
to go
Last to

No shingles no
No holes to hide
No no walls
No to survive

Noble is my
The good at my side
No no walls
No-one stays

Jump off the AM ramps the surf is waist
Blitzed by the mortars that fall the sky
packs that make them sink like a rock
Troops being can't fire a shot

to go
Last to
to go
Last to

No shingles no
No shell to hide
No no walls
No to survive

is my mission
The good at my side
No no walls
No-one stays

Ripped from crown to
devour the lead
Hidden Nazi
Choreograph the dance of the

In less than an hour
The has been ceased
Only six
in the sea...

[IV - Company:]

...The sea it swallows my
As I puke up over the
Spews out a comet
replacing my pride

Crying out for my
Bravado
all of my orders
What am I here?

smoke and dust
Screams build to a
Portrait of pure
on the shore

Bobbing bodies
Crimson running
apocalypse
Will I be the next to
Be the to die

to go
Last to
to go
Last to

No no shields
No holes to hide
No no walls
No to survive

is my mission
The Lord at my side
No no walls
No-one stays

I scramble off the Higgins boat and into the crest
Each man who tries to follow me brought down by best
It takes me an eternity to reach the unhit
Explosions all around my head I'm sure my has split
I'm my skull has split

I snag a of driftwood
And my path
Through washed-up bodies
In a death face
Heart racing a perishing tank
I rise up from the
And dash the battleground
To the barricade

From the and shell-shock

To the levee of the

To the concrete heave a desperate last grenade

Potato masher me

Bullets my body

I'm drenched in my own
Close my eyes and drift
Close my and drift away
Close my and drift away...

[V -

The tide rolls in to wash my sins
I gasp out my breath
My soul through ragged wounds
The D today death