Luyện nghe bài hát Roads to Moscow

They crossed over the border the hour dawn
Moving in lines through the day, of our planes
Were destroyed on the ground where lay waiting
For orders we held in the wood, word the front never came

By evening the sound of the gunfire was miles
Ah, softly we through the shadows, slip away
Through the crossing their lines in the mists in
The fields on our hands and our knees and all that I was able to see

The fire in the air glowing red the smoke on the breeze
All summer drove us back through the Ukraine
and Viyasma soon fell, by autumn we stood
With our backs to the of Orel

and closer to Moscow they come, riding the wind like a bell
General stands at the crest of the hill, winter brought
With her the rains, oceans of mud filled the roads
The tracks of their tanks to the ground while the sky filled snow

And all that I ever was able to see the in the air
Glowing red silhouetting the snow on the
In the footsteps of the shadow figures
Stagger through the winter falling before the gates of Moscow
Standing in the wings an avenger

And far away behind their lines the are stirring in the forest
Coming unexpectedly upon outposts, growing like a promise
You'll know, you'll never know
way to turn, which way to look, you'll never see us

As we're stealing the blackness of the night
You'll know, you'll never hear us
And the sings in a voice of amber, the dawn is surely coming
The morning road leads to Stalingrad, and the sky is softly

Two Tigers on fire in the night flicker
souls to the wind, we wait in the lines for the final
Approach to begin, it's been almost four years
I've carried a gun at home almost be spring

The flames of the Tigers are lighting the road to
Ah, quickly we move the ruins that bow to the ground
The old men and children send out to face us
They can't us down and all that I ever was able to see

The of the city are opening now it's the end of the dream
I'm coming home, I'm home now you can taste
It in the wind, the war is and I listen to the clicking
Of the train as we roll across the border

And now they ask me of the time I was caught
Behind their lines and taken
"They held me for a day, a lucky break", I say
They turn and listen closer, I'll know, I'll never know

Why I was taken from the and all the others?
To board a special train and journey into the
Heart of holy Russia and cold and damp in the transit camp
And the air is still and and the pale sun of October

Whispers the snow will be coming
And I wonder when I'll be home
And the morning answers never and the sighs
And the steely skies go on forever