Luyện nghe bài hát What Left Of The Flag

His eyes closed
and his breath spoke
he had seen all to be
a life once
now an vase
the blossoms
on his grave

away me boys
walk me boys
and by morning be free
wipe that tear
from your dear
and raise left
of the for me
then the rosary
them 1 2 3
fell as they hit the floor
in a garb of
we must pay
to the color we born to mourn
walk me boys
walk me boys
and by morning we'll be
that golden tear
from your mother
and raise left
of the for me

In its place
an festered wound
of hatered and remorse
where I pick and
the blood it matched
silent rage that now fills my
for are many ways
to kill a man say
bayonet, axe or sword
but son a bullet
a shapeless guise
just put the of a Thompson gun

away me boy
walk me boys
and by we'll be free
wipe that golden
from your mother
and raise what's
of the for me

from the out to the western shore
where many men and many more fall
but no angel flies with me
freedom reigns on all
and curse the name for
we our days
so men chose Kingdom Come
But as night turns day
the passion play
oh my god
what they done
with rage
they dug our graves
but the dead rise you fools

away me boy
walk away me
and by morning we'll be
that golden tear
from mother dear
and raise left
of the for me

walk me boy
walk away me
and by morning we'll be
wipe that golden
your mother dear
and what's left
of the for me