Luyện nghe bài hát Island of No Return

Digging all day and all night
To my foxhole out of sight
Digging into on a plate on my knees
The smell of damp webbing in the breeze

in my stomach, fear in the sky
I eat my dinner a weary eye
all this it won't be the same
Messing around on plain

Pick up your feet, fall in, out
We're to a party way down south
Me and the corporal out on a
Damned from to eternity

I can taste the blood in my mouth
We're going to a way down south

I hate flat land, there's no cover
For sons and fathers and brothers and
I can take the killing, I can take the
But I don't to Sun reporters

I never that I would be
fascists in the southern sea
I saw one today and in his
Was a that was made in Birmingham

Pick up your feet, fall in, out
We're going to a party way down
Me and the corporal out on a
from here to eternity

I can taste the blood in my mouth
We're going to a party way south

I Kipling and the Captain were here
To record our for posterity
Me and the out on a spree
Damned here to eternity, oh