Luyện nghe bài hát The Many and the Few

My name is Cyrus, my order I give,
You Jews can go to your home
To build holy temple again
In the of Palestine.

We've and danced o'er the hot rocky roads
Back to Yisroel's land
We worked with plow and and hoe
And we blessed the of our hands

My is Ezra the Teacher man
I brought my scroll book
I brought my flock to
From that land called

I'll read you my Talmud Torah
And the dreams to you
And you'll be fertile and
If you keep Torah true

My is Alexander the Great
More than half of wide world is mine
Come stand around, my all
I'm on my bed here to die

As the King of and Palestine
the Fourth, you'll stand
To kill the Jews if refuse
To our idols and gods

My name is Hannah, my born son
Now stands this king
Guilty of keeping the laws
By the soldiers I see him

one by one my seven sons
In front of my eyes cut
For keeping to the Torah
I pay with my warm now

My name is Mattathias, I've got five
In Modin we dwell
They tried to make me bow down to gods
Two of the King's flunkeys I

A hundred or more who'll to be Jews
Did come to hills with me
On my death bed your leader I'll
'Tis Judah, the

My name is Judah, the
By the of the hammer I'm called
We'll to God before every fight
Till all of our fall

Appolonius, the Governor, day I killed
And his army we did
Some few of his soldiers run in the wind
But most dropped dead in the dust

Syron is my name, from came
To destroy fool Macabee
My army was great, his army was
But he did win over me

To deliver the to the hands of his few
For God is no trick at all
In a few hours my army did break
And we flooded this valley blood

My is Lysias, I dreamed up a plan
To burn the Jews tents as slept
When I got there, their tents all bare
And the Macabee's had left

He stormed my own camp as my soldiers did
And he killed thousand in fear
My elephants, my horsemen, my footsoldiers, all
Judah hammered them down from the

My name is Jerusalem Judah came back
To up my Temple once more
To cut the weeds and thorny brush
That grows my windows and doors

stones, whole stones, we'll build and pray
To God as a Jew
God's the hateful many did place
In the of a God loving few

We found in our temple a oil jug
Just enough for the for one night
That one jug burned Eight whole days
And it kept our new in light

Eight candles we'll and a Ninth one too
New Year that comes and goes
We'll think of the in the hands of the few
And thank God we are of the Jews