Luyện nghe bài hát Take Away

At 18 old

and i the farm

this men in with arms

they burnt the

took our lands

brooke our living

mi said

if you to live

fight them to men

so i punch their

and their ass

but then my hands were

take away take

take away take my son (*3)

give a litle heart break gave a little (*2)

6 years

behind the

not enough for me

to my mind

to find all my brothers

tree
At 24 I get on my and fought my enemy
But at the fields lay and shaking in the back
At I did got free.

away...

a little...

Lalala lalala

away...

Now my bodie is dead and my spirit up
with other Saints
St. Patrick and I fun
and tons of beer.

Below there the farmers
are fighting for their

I wish I were with my gun in my hand
for and to be free.

away...
oh please
away...