Luyện nghe bài hát Red Army blues

When I left my home and my
My mother to me
"Son, it's not how many you kill that counts
It's how people you set free"

So I packed my bags, my cap
Walked out the world
Seventeen old
Never a girl

Took the train to
was as far as it would go
Changed my sacks for a
Bit my lip against the

I for mother Russia
In the of '43
And as we drove the Germans
I really believed that God was to me

We howled into
Tore the buildings down
Raised the red flag
Burnt the brown

I saw my American
And he looked a lot me
He had the kinda farmer's face
Said come from some place called Hazard, Tennessee

Then the war was
My discharge papers
Me and twenty hundred
Went to for the train

Kiev, the commissar
your own way home
I never got to
We never by home

Train went north to the
We were and marched in file
Up the great Siberian
For miles and miles and and miles

Dressed in stripes and
In a gulag to die
All because Comrade was scared that
We'd become too

to love my country
Used to be so
Used to believe that was
The best song ever

I would have died for my
In
But now one thing remains
But now only one remains

But now only one remains
But now only one remains
The will to survive