Luyện nghe bài hát Paschendale

In a field he lay
soldier, unknown grave
On his dying words he
Tell the of Paschendale

Relive all he's been through
Last of his soul
your bullets with his tears
Let me you 'bout his years

Laying low in a blood filled
Tim 'til my very own death
On my face I can the falling rain
see my friends again

In the smoke, in the mud and
Smell the fear and the of dread
Soon be time to go the wall
fire and the end of us all

Whistles, shouts and more gun
Lifeless bodies hang on wire
nothing but a bloody tomb
Be reunited with my friends soon

soldiers eighteen years
Drown in mud, no more
a war no-one can win
Killing about to begin

Home, far
From the war, a to live again
Home, far
But the war, no to live again

The of ours and our foes
The sea of it overflows
In no land, God only knows
jaws of death we go

Crucified as if on a
Allied troops they mourn loss
German war machine
Such before has been seen

I heard the angels cry
Pray to god no may die
So that people know the
the tale of Paschendale

Cruelty has a heart
Every man play his part
Terror of the men we
The human heart is still

I my ground for the very last time
Gun is ready as I stand in
wait for the whistle to blow
Rush of blood and we go

Blood is falling like the
Its cloak unveils again
The of guns can't hide their shame
And so we die on

Dodging shrapnel and barbed
straight at the cannon fire
Running as I hold my breath
Say a prayer symphony of

As we the enemy lines
A burst of and we go down
I choke a cry but hears
the blood go down my throat

Home, far
From the war, a to live again
Home, far
But the war, no to live again

See my on the wind
Across the lines, the hill
Friend and foe will again
Those who at Paschendale