Luyện nghe bài hát What's Left Of The Flag

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

away me boy
walk me boy
and by morning be free
wipe golden tear
from mother dear
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 born to mourn
walk away me
walk me boys
and my morning we'll be
that golden tear
from your dear
and raise what's
of the for me

In a spiked
an festered wound
full of hatered and
where I pick and
at the mess
silent rage now fills my lungs
for there are ways
to kill a man say
with bayonette axe or
but son a fired
from a shapeless
leaves but the of a Thompson gun

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

from the east out to the western
many men and many more will fall
but no flys with me tonight
though reigns on all
and the name for which
we our days
so every man chose Kingdom
But as night turns day
it's the pallay
oh my god
what have they
with rage
well the dogged
but the dead again you fools

walk me boys
walk away me
and my morning