Luyện nghe bài hát Two Strong Arms

Two Arms
Bogle

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

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

Born a peasant's son on a farm
where a and grudging earth
made hunger a ghost at every meal
life was just a grinding stone
of and death
that young and old alike
beneath the

So before the could turn
his family and his wife
Kristos came down from the
searching for a better
Bringing only hopes and dreams him
to the southern land
And a and willing heart,
and two arms

In a Australian country town
Kristos a job
for men willing to work
and bend backs
Cutting the gum trees down,
clearing brush and
Where speaking mattered less
than a sharp axe

by his dreams
as the hard came and went
bent his back to every
daylight hour got sent
How many golden fields grow?
how many western
The harvest of the man
two strong arms

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

He them to have
all the things never had
And if all that took was and sweat
He'd give and be glad
He lived to his children grow
and match their father's
All it took was love and
and two arms

In the still of the afternoon
Kritos was laid to
in the dry and dusty red of Australia
As the Mulberry and bloomed
beneath the crests
so far in Macedonia

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