Luyện nghe bài hát What's Left Of The Flag

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

away me boy
walk me boy
and by we'll be free
wipe that golden
your mother dear
and raise left
of the for me
then the beads
count 1 2 3
fell 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 we'll be free
wipe golden tear
from your dear
and what's left
of the for me

In a spiked
an angry festered
full of hatered and
where I pick and
at the mess
silent rage that now fills my
for there are ways
to a man they say
bayonette axe or sword
but son a bullet
a shapeless guise
leaves but the shell of a gun

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

from the out to the western shore
where many men and many more fall
but no angel with me tonight
though freedom on all
and curse the for which
we slaved our
so every man chose Kingdom
But as night turns day
it's the fashion
oh my god
what they done
with rage
the dogged craze
but the dead rise you fools

walk me boys
walk away me
and my we'll