Luyện nghe bài hát 1917

The strange young man who to me
A soldier on a three day
Who needs one cheap ecstasy
And a woman's to hide him

He me with a courtly bow
And his pain by acting proud
He drinks too much and he too loud
How can I him?

Let us dance the moon
I'll sing to you, "Claire de
The morning always too soon
But tonight the war is

He speaks to me in schoolboy
Of a soldier's life inside a
Of the of death and the ghastly stench
I do my best to him

He two roses in a vase
Two roses sadly out of
Like the gallant on his haggard face
I tease him

Hold me the Paris skies
Let's not of how or why
soon enough to die
But tonight the war is

We make love too hard too
He asleep his face a mask
He wakes with the shakes and he from his flask
I put my around him

die in the trenches and they die in the air
In Belguim and the dead are everywhere
They die so so fast there's no to prepare
A decent grave to them

Old world old world fame
The old worlds gone up in flames
Nothing will ever be the
And nothing forever

Oh I'd for him but I've forgotten how
And there's nothing, nothing can save him now
But there's always another with the same bow
And who am I to them

Lux aeterna, Luce-at
cum sanctic tu-is in aeternum
Qui-a es
Requiem dona e-is Domine
Qui-a es
the war is over

Requiem dona e-is Domine
Qui-a es
Et lux perpetua luce-at- e-is Cum sancris in
Aeternum es
Tonight the war is