Luyện nghe bài hát The Grave

The grave they dug him had flowers
from the hillsides in bright summer colors
And the brown bleached white
At the edge of his gravestone, he's

When the of our nation did beckon
A man barely twenty did the calling
Proud of the trust that he placed in our nation, gone
But eternity knows him and it knows we've done

And the fell like pearls on the leaves of the flowers
Leaving brown, muddy clay where the had been dry
And deep in the trench he waited for
As he to his rifle and prayed not to die

But the silence of night was shattered by
As guns and blasted sharp through the air
One after his comrades were slaughtered
In of marines, alone standing there

He crouched ever lower, lower with fear
They let me die, they can't let me die here
I'll cover myself the mud and the earth
And I'll myself, I know I'm not brave

earth
This
This
Is my

The grave that they dug him had
Gathered from the hillsides in summer colors
And the brown earth bleached
At the of his gravestone, he's gone