Luyện nghe bài hát The Grave

The grave that dug him had flowers
Gathered from the hillsides in bright summer
And the brown earth bleached
At the edge of his gravestone, he's

When the wars of our did beckon
A man barely twenty did answer the
Proud of the trust that he placed in our nation, gone
But knows him and it knows what we've done

And the rain fell like pearls on the of the flowers
Leaving brown, muddy clay where the had been dry
And deep in the trench he waited for
As he held to his and prayed not to die

But the of night was shattered by fire
As guns and grenades blasted sharp the air
One after his comrades were slaughtered
In of marines, alone standing there

He crouched ever lower, lower with fear
They can't let me die, they let me die here
I'll cover myself with the mud and the
And I'll cover myself, I I'm not brave

This
earth
This
Is my

The grave that they dug him had
Gathered from the hillsides in bright summer
And the brown earth bleached
At the edge of his gravestone, he's