Luyện nghe bài hát Call to Heaven

Cannons roared, in the valley they
While the guns lit up the
Then it rained and sides wondered
Who is and who is right
On the like a ragged old scarecrow
Bloody and broken back
When they see him pirouette solo
in time to the rat-a-tat
What a night it's one of seven
What a for the dancing dead
What a night to be called to
What a to fill your head
By the in silhouette standing
Through a flash of light
Cigarette his mouth just hanging
Paper square to his pinned tight
'round reluctant marksmen
One of them to take his
With a he gives them pardon
Leaves the and takes the light
They dispatch their precious
Knock him right off his feet
And they may no one follow
Better still to the beast
When the field has become a
And the wall has stood the
Children play and the run barking
Who would think or who guess