🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Masters Of War - Bob Dylan

 Come you  of war
  that build all the guns
  that build the death planes
  that build the big bombs
  that hide behind walls
 You that  behind desks
 I just want  to know
 I can see  your masks
 
 You that never  nothin'
  build to destroy
 You play  my world
 Like it's  little toy
 You put  gun in my hand
 And you  from my eyes
 And  turn and run farther
 When the  bullets fly
 
  Judas of old
  lie and deceive
 A world war can  won
  want me to believe
 But I see  your eyes
  I see through your brain
 Like I  through the water
 That runs down my 
 
 You  the triggers
 For the  to fire
  you set back and watch
 When  death count gets higher
 You hide in  mansion
 As  people's blood
 Flows out  their bodies
 And is buried in  mud
 
 You've  the worst fear
 That can ever  hurled
  to bring children
  the world
 For  my baby
 Unborn  unnamed
 You ain't worth  blood
  runs in your veins
 
 How much do  know
 To talk  of turn
 You might say  I'm young
 You might  I'm unlearned
  there's one thing I know
  I'm younger than you
 Even Jesus would 
  what you do
 
 Let me  you one question
 Is your  that good
  it buy you forgiveness
  you think that it could
 I think you  find
 When your death takes its 
 All the money  made
 Will never buy  your soul
 
 And I hope  you die
 And your death'll  soon
 I will  your casket
 In  pale afternoon
 And I'll watch  you're lowered
 Down  your deathbed
 And I'll  o'er your grave
 'Til I'm sure that  dead