Luyện nghe bài hát Paschendale

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

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

low in a blood filled trench
Kill Tim my very 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 time to go the wall
Rapid and the end of us all

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

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

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

The bodies of ours and our
The sea of it overflows
In no man's land, God only
jaws of death we go

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

Swear I the angels cry
to god no more may die
So that people the truth
Tell the tale of

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

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

Blood is falling the rain
Its crimson cloak unveils
The sound of guns hide their shame
And so we die on

shrapnel and barbed wire
Running straight at the cannon
Running blind as I my breath
Say a symphony of death

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

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

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