Luyện nghe bài hát Where Real Soldiers Roam

Run, run, run away,
The battle is coming, they take you away.
They've our land as their own,
drive you from our homes.

War-torn fields of red, and blue,
The will charge, charge towards you.
The are starting to burn all that is dear,
Grab loved ones; Run right from here!

up in valley far from life,
The campfires the outlines of hare.
A distant drum that was shaking homes,
Was it just dreams or where real soldiers

Singing the that symbolise,
The of love and tranquillity,
And liberty, so and gone,
your blades; youre feeling so alone.

Run, run, run away,
The battle is coming, will take you away.
They've claimed our land as own,
drive you from our homes.

War-torn of red, white and blue,
The cavalry will charge, towards you.
The are starting to burn all that is dear,
Grab loved ones; Run right from here!

Your been taken, your father too,
Now all thats left is sister to hold,
A distant drum it was your home,
Now you all that's where real soldiers roam.

Run, run, run away,
The battle is coming, will take you away.
They've claimed our land as own,
They'll you from our homes.

War-torn of red, white and blue,
The cavalry charge, they'll charge towards you.
The are starting to burn all that is dear,
Grab your loved ones; Run from here!

and brittle, unwanted people.
Snowstorms the darkest of wilderness.
The red, the white, the blue, they're after you!

Run, run, run away,
The battle is coming, will take you away.
They've claimed our land as own,
drive you from our homes.

War-torn fields of red, and blue,
The will charge, charge towards you.
The fires are starting to all that is dear,
Grab your loved Run right from here!