Luyện nghe bài hát Two Strong Arms

Two Arms
Bogle

In the still heat of the
Kritos was to rest
in the dry and dusty red soil of
As the and Cypress bloomed
beneath the crests
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 with
their and their sons,
The of the man with two strong arms

Born a son on a mountain farm
where a thin and grudging
made hunger a gray at every meal
where life was just a grinding
of poverty and
crushed young and old alike
beneath the

So before the wheel could
with his family and his
Kristos came from the mountains
searching for a life
Bringing hopes and dreams with him
to the distant southern
And a and willing heart,
and two arms

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

Driven by his
as the hard years and went
Kristos his back to every
daylight that got sent
How many golden fields grow?
how many western
The rich of the man
with two strong

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 they'd know
the chains of
or taste the bread of poverty

He them to have
all the things he'd had
And if all took was blood and sweat
He'd both and be glad
He lived to his children grow
and match their dreams
All it took was and pride
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 Cypress
the mountain crests
so far in Macedonia

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