Luyện nghe bài hát Two Strong Arms

Two Strong
-Eric

In the still of the afternoon
Kritos was to rest
in the dry and red soil of Australia
As the Mulberry and Cypress
beneath the crests
so far in Macedonia

The of his heart
and the of his blood
In and in silence
and in pride, around him
All his and daughters with
their daughters and sons,
The of the man with two strong arms

Born a son on a mountain farm
a thin and grudging earth
made hunger a ghost at every meal
life was just a grinding stone
of and death
that young and old alike
the wheel

So before the could turn
with his family and his
Kristos down from the mountains
for a better life
Bringing hopes and dreams with him
to the southern land
And a brave and heart,
and two arms

In a West Australian town
found a job
for men to work hard
and bend backs
Cutting the gum trees down,
clearing and scrub
Where speaking English mattered
a good sharp axe

Driven by his
as the hard years came and
bent his back to every
daylight hour that got
How many golden fields grow?
how many farms?
The rich of the man
two strong arms

He worked to his family fed and clothed
to give his the chance
for to try and be all they could be
So that unlike him they'd know
the of ignorance
or the bitter bread of poverty

He wanted them to
all the things he'd had
And if all that took was and sweat
He'd give both and be
He lived to watch his grow
and match their father's
All it was love and pride
and two strong

In the heat of the afternoon
Kritos was to rest
in the dry and dusty red soil of
As the Mulberry and bloomed
beneath the crests
so far in Macedonia

The children of his
and the children of his
In sorrow and in
and in pride, him stood
All his sons and daughters
their and their sons,
The Family of the man two strong arms
The Family of the man with two arms