Luyện nghe bài hát Fortunes of War

Rose beds scattered the lawn
the squares at Waterloo
With bayonets of thorns repelling children
In of lost tennis balls

Imaginary cannonballs were fired
At the legs of galloping
Resting dreams in the shade of the apple trees
Toy drunk on warm lemonade

And the children dream of and fortunes of war
safe in bed with stories
And fortunes of war, of war

As the sun sets low on these playing
An army with its swords and shields
Dustbin lids and canes
They'll live to fight day

medals, milk bottle tops
Battle fashioned
Mother's old table cloths
Bright colors run in the summer

'Cause sometimes they fall
They will
That the hankie is a
To stop the

And imagine city
And storms and foreign fields
And bullets
These are the of war

I heard a whisper
Across a stale, gymnasium
Trailing an ivy jacket like a matador
Through the jitterbug steps of the before

And I followed him down to the church
Where he makes his every armistice day
I watched him fade
And in the autumn rain

'Cause when they fall
They pretend
the hankie is a bandage
They stop the bleeding

out in city streets
And desert storms in fields
Oh, bullets flying
are the fortunes of war

While the children dream of
And of war
safe in bed with stories
And of war

The uniforms and
The of war, fortunes of war
The of war, fortunes of war
of war, these are the fortunes of war

Of war, of war, of war, of war, of war
These are the fortunes, these are the
Fortunes of war, these are the fortunes, of war
These are the fortunes, of war