Luyện nghe bài hát 1917

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

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

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

He speaks to me in French
Of a soldier's inside a trench
Of the look of and the ghastly stench
I do my best to him

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

Hold me the Paris skies
not talk of how or why
Tomorrow's enough to die
But the war is over

We make too hard too fast
He asleep his face a mask
He wakes with the and he drinks 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 time to
A decent grave to them

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

Oh I'd pray for him but forgotten how
And there's nothing, that can save him now
But there's another with the same funny bow
And who am I to deny

Lux aeterna, Luce-at
Domine cum tu-is in aeternum
pius es
Requiem aeternaum dona e-is
pius es
Tonight the war is

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