Luyện nghe bài hát Two Strong Arms

Two Arms
Bogle

In the still heat of the
Kritos was laid to
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 children of his
In and in silence
and in pride, him stood
All his sons and with
their and their sons,
The Family of the man with two arms

a peasant's son on a mountain farm
where a thin and grudging
made a gray ghost at every meal
where life was a grinding stone
of poverty and
that young and old alike
beneath the

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

In a West Australian country
found a job
for men willing to hard
and bend their
the lofty gum trees down,
clearing and scrub
Where speaking English mattered
than a good axe

Driven by his
as the hard years came and
Kristos his back to every
daylight hour got sent
How many golden wheat fields
how many farms?
The harvest of the man
with two arms

He worked to keep his fed and clothed
to his kids the chance
for them to try and be all could be
So that unlike him they'd know
the of ignorance
or taste the bitter of poverty

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

In the heat of the afternoon
was laid to rest
in the dry and red soil of Australia
As the and Cypress bloomed
the mountain crests
so far away in

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