Luyện nghe bài hát What Left Of The Flag

His they closed
and his last 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 mother
and what's left
of the for me
then the beads
them 1 2 3
fell apart as they hit the
in a of black
we must pay
to the color we born to mourn
walk away me
walk me boys
and by morning we'll be
wipe that golden
from your dear
and raise left
of the for me

In its place
an festered wound
full of hatered and
I pick and scratch
till the it matched
silent rage now fills my lungs
for there are ways
to a man they say
bayonet, axe or sword
but son a fired
from a shapeless
just put the shell of a gun

away me boy
walk away me
and by morning be free
that golden tear
from mother dear
and raise what's
of the for me

from the east out to the western
where many men and many will fall
but no angel flies with me
freedom reigns on all
and curse the name for
we slaved our
so every men chose Come
But as night turns day
the passion play
oh my god
what have done
madman's rage
well they dug our
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 me boys
and by we'll be free
wipe that tear
from your mother
and what's left
of the for me