Luyện nghe bài hát The Night I Heard Caruso Sing

The highlands and the lowlands are the routes, my father
The holidays at Oban and the towns Montrose
But even as he sleeps, they're loading bombs the hills
And the in the lochs can run deep, but never still

I've thought of having children, but gone and changed my mind
It's hard to watch the news, let alone explain it to a child
To cast your eye cross nature, fields of rape and corn
And tell him without flinching not to fear he's been born

Then someone sat me down last and I heard Caruso sing
He's almost as good as and if I only do one thing
sing songs to my father, I'll sing songs to my child
It's time to hold your loved ones while the chains are
And the runs wild

But even as we speak, they're loading bombs onto a train
How can we afford to ever sleep, so sound