Luyện nghe bài hát Two Strong Arms

Two Arms
-Eric

In the still of the afternoon
Kritos was laid to
in the dry and dusty red soil of
As the and Cypress bloomed
beneath the mountain
so far away in

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

Born a peasant's son on a farm
where a thin and grudging
made hunger a gray ghost at every
where life was a grinding stone
of poverty and
that crushed young and old
the wheel

So the wheel could turn
his family and his wife
Kristos came down from the
searching for a better
Bringing only hopes and with him
to the distant southern
And a brave and heart,
and two arms

In a West Australian town
found a job
for men to work hard
and their backs
Cutting the gum trees down,
brush and scrub
Where speaking English less
than a good axe

by his dreams
as the hard years came and
Kristos bent his to every
daylight hour got sent
How many golden fields grow?
how many farms?
The rich of the man
with two arms

He to keep his family fed and clothed
to give his kids the
for to try and be all they could be
So that unlike him never know
the chains of
or the bitter bread of poverty

He wanted to have
all the he'd never had
And if all that was blood and sweat
He'd both and be glad
He lived to watch his children
and their father's dreams
All it took was and pride
and two strong

In the still of the afternoon
Kritos was laid to
in the dry and red soil of Australia
As the and Cypress bloomed
beneath the mountain
so far in Macedonia

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