Luyện nghe bài hát What's Left Of The Flag

His eyes they
and his last spoke
he had seen all to be
a life once
now an empty
wilt the
on his early

away me boy
walk me boy
and by we'll be free
that golden tear
from your dear
and raise what's
of the for me
the rosery beads
count 1 2 3
fell as they hit the floor
in a garb of
we pay respect
to the we were born to mourn
walk me boys
walk away me
and my we'll be free
wipe that golden
your mother dear
and raise what's
of the for me

In a ruin
an angry wound
full of and remourse
where I and scratch
at the blooded
silent rage now fills my lungs
for there are ways
to kill a man say
bayonette axe or sword
but son a bullet
a shapeless guise
leaves but the shell of a gun

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

the east out to the western shore
where many men and more will fall
but no angel with me tonight
though freedom on all
and the name for which
we our days
so every man chose Come
But sure as turns day
it's the pallay
oh my god
what have done
madmen rage
well the craze
but the dead again you fools

walk away me
walk me boys
and my morning