Luyện nghe bài hát What's Left Of The Flag

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

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

In a ruin
an angry festered
full of hatered and
I pick and scratch
at the mess
silent rage that now fills my
for there are many
to a man they say
with bayonette axe or
but son a fired
from a shapeless
leaves but the of a Thompson gun

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

from the out to the western shore
where many men and many more fall
but no angel flys with me
though reigns on all
and curse the for which
we slaved our
so every man chose Kingdom
But sure as turns day
it's the pallay
oh my god
what have they
with madmen
the dogged craze
but the dead rise again you

walk me boys
walk me boys
and my we'll