Luyện nghe bài hát Weathered Statues

Weathered
Tin soldiers that in our parks
Wrapped in yellowed
On their in the dark

Their faces filled sadness
Sorrow drawn your nights
Survivin' on old
But now the, the glories died

Lonely men who are
proud but not for long
Gnarled hands canes
Where the guns once before

by the children
Whose parent's he saved
Forgotten by a
leg in war he gave

Silver gleams upon his
Though gleams on his brow
Darker days and sable
Who upon his soul

His honor flew away him
Like on the wind
his last pennies
On cheap and sins

Still they the soldiers
And soldiers still old
Hundred with dignity
let the young men die

Another day, another
Falls out in the
Weathered
Still on and on