Luyện nghe bài hát What's Left Of The Flag

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

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

In a spiked
an angry festered
of hatered and remourse
where I and scratch
at the blooded
silent rage now fills my lungs
for are many ways
to kill a man say
with axe or sword
but son a fired
from a shapeless
but the shell of a Thompson gun

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

from the east out to the western
where many men and many more will
but no angel with me tonight
though freedom on all
and the name for which
we our days
so every man Kingdom Come
But sure as night day
the fashion pallay
oh my god
what have done
with madmen
well the craze
but the dead rise again you

away me boys
walk me boys
and my we'll