Luyện nghe bài hát Bastille Day

There's no bread, let eat cake
no end to what they'll take
Flaunt the fruits of noble
Wash the into the earth

But they're marching to day
La guillotine will her bloody prize
Free the dungeons of the
The king will kneel to let his kingdom

Bloodstained velvet, dirty
Naked fear on every
See bow their heads to die
As we would bow as rode by

And they're to Bastille day
La guillotine will claim her bloody
Sing, o choirs of the
The king will kneel to let his rise

taught but never learned
All us anger burns
the future by the past
Long ago the mould was

For they up to Bastille day
La guillotine her bloody prize
Hear the of the centuries
power isn't all that money buys