Luyện nghe bài hát The Grave

The grave they dug him had flowers
Gathered from the hillsides in bright colors
And the earth bleached white
At the edge of his gravestone, gone

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

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

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

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

This
earth
This
Is my

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