Luyện nghe bài hát What's Left Of The Flag

His eyes close
and his last spoke
he had seen all to be
a once full
now an empty
the blossums
on his early

away me boy
walk me boy
and by we'll be free
wipe golden tear
from mother dear
and raise left
of the for me
then the beads
them 1 2 3
fell apart as they hit the
in a garb of
we pay respect
to the colour we were born to
walk me boys
walk me boys
and my morning we'll be
that golden tear
from your mother
and raise left
of the for me

In a ruin
an angry wound
full of hatered and
I pick and scratch
at the mess
silent rage that now my lungs
for are many ways
to a man they say
with bayonette axe or
but son a fired
from a guise
leaves but the shell of a gun

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

from the east out to the western
where many men and many more fall
but no angel flys with me
freedom reigns on all
and curse the for which
we slaved our
so every man Kingdom Come
But as night turns day
the fashion pallay
oh my god
what have done
with madmen
the dogged craze
but the dead rise you fools

walk away me
away me boys
and my morning