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

 Come you  of war
  that build all the guns
  that build the death planes
 You that build  big bombs
  that hide behind walls
 You that hide  desks
 I  want you to know
  can see through your masks
 
 You that never done 
 But build  destroy
 You play  my world
  it's your little toy
 You put a gun  my hand
 And you  from my eyes
 And you  and run farther
 When  fast bullets fly
 
 Like Judas  old
  lie and deceive
 A world war can be 
 You want me to 
 But I see  your eyes
 And I  through your brain
 Like  see through the water
 That runs  my drain
 
 You fasten the 
 For the others to 
 Then you set back and 
 When the death count gets 
 You hide  your mansion
  young people's blood
  out of their bodies
 And is buried in the 
 
 You've thrown the  fear
 That can ever be 
 Fear  bring children
  the world
 For threatening my 
 Unborn and 
 You ain't  the blood
  runs in your veins
 
 How much do I 
 To talk out of 
 You might say  I'm young
 You might say I'm 
 But  one thing I know
 Though  younger than you
 Even  would never
  what you do
 
 Let  ask you one question
 Is your money  good
 Will it buy you 
 Do you think that it 
 I think you  find
  your death takes its toll
 All the  you made
 Will never buy  your soul
 
 And  hope that you die
 And your death'll  soon
 I will follow  casket
 In  pale afternoon
 And I'll watch  you're lowered
 Down to your 
  I'll stand o'er your grave
 'Til I'm sure that you're