Luyện nghe bài hát What's Left Of The Flag

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

walk me boy
away me boy
and by we'll be free
that golden tear
from your dear
and raise what's
of the for me
then the beads
count 1 2 3
fell apart as they hit the
in a of black
we must pay
to the colour we were to mourn
walk away me
away me boys
and my morning be free
that golden tear
from your mother
and raise left
of the for me

In a ruin
an angry festered
of hatered and remourse
where I and scratch
at the mess
silent rage that now my lungs
for there are many
to kill a man say
with axe or sword
but son a bullet
from a guise
leaves but the of a Thompson gun

away me boy
walk away me
and by morning we'll be
wipe that tear
your 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 flys with me
freedom reigns on all
and the name for which
we slaved our
so man chose Kingdom Come
But as night turns day
it's the fashion
oh my god
what have done
madmen rage
well the dogged
but the rise again you fools

away me boys
walk me boys
and my morning