Luyện nghe bài hát The Lost Children

Down the hall their voices ring, their are on the run
Phantoms on the sky, together they do come
Faded lips and eyes of blue, they're carried in the
Their laughter the countryside but they'll not laugh again

All the games are ended now, their have been stilled
Their fathers built the tools of war by they all were killed
Their mothers made the uniforms, showing which side they on
And the young boys were the middle men for the guns to upon

You've seen the fires in the night, watched the Devil as he
You've heard a mother's mournful cry as she for her child
You've seen the of refugees, the faces of despair
And at the wise men who never seem to care

Goodbye, you lost children, God speed you on way
little beds are empty now, your toys are put away
Your mother sings a lullaby as she at the floor
father builds more weapons and marches out once more