Luyện nghe bài hát Paschendale

In a foreign he lay
Lonely soldier, unknown
On his words he prays
Tell the world of

Relive all that been through
Last communion of his
your bullets with his tears
Let me you 'bout his years

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

In the smoke, in the mud and
the fear and the feeling of dread
Soon be to go over the wall
Rapid and the end of us all

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

Many soldiers eighteen
in mud, no more tears
Surely a war can win
Killing time about to

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

The of ours and our foes
The sea of death it
In no man's land, God knows
jaws of death we go

Crucified as if on a
Allied they mourn their loss
German war machine
Such before has never been

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

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

I stand my ground for the last time
Gun is ready as I stand in
wait for the whistle to blow
Rush of and over 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 wire
straight at the cannon fire
Running blind as I my breath
Say a prayer symphony of

As we charge the enemy
A burst of and we go down
I a cry but no-one hears
Fell the blood go my throat

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

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