Luyện nghe bài hát Ancestors (Family Mix)

(Children intro)
If our ancestors came back and us who we are
would we be, too far gone to recognize them through the, and the, Stripes of the Flag?
Livin' our lives, what would they say, If our ancestors came back, would we fight them
If our ancestors came back and us who we are
would we be, too far to recognize them through the, Stars and the, Stripes of the Flag?
Livin' our lives, what they say, If our ancestors came back, would we fight them today?

(Chorus)
If our ancestors back and asked us who we are
would we be, too far gone to recognize them through the, Stars and the, Stripes of the
Livin' our lives, what would they say, If our came back, would we fight them today?
If our came back and asked us who we are
would we be, too far gone to recognize them through the, Stars and the, Stripes of the
Livin' our lives, what would they say, If our ancestors came back, would we them today?

So if there was use in their for all the people that died,
in acid because so the Americans dream could survive,
And if our people came back, and in our eyes,
We would we say "what you at?" then let them hot lids fly?

But remember, become humble, we even break and cry,
Cuz' there's a war (worth) fighting for, we don't half the time,
We just these masterpieces of the pain that inside,
But if past is torn to pieces all they gonna rise
over the graves, to erase us, and cloud my kind,
us ask ourselves how did the face look, all our people that died?

Now should I cry about that? Or should I write about
But if my came back, we'd be reminded of all that!
But snap! It was the direction, now self-oppression,
in lessons without wisdom translate into misconception,
become entities no longer we, but self-selection,
unity will be the key to the future, and present.

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We a glimpse of the world, before corruption of hate,
Still on self-destruction, only the sun could relate,
It's buried deep in my mind, our people will rise,
above the misconceived and stop believing the lies.

We see it in they eyes, trapped in webs of deceit,
I'll take with the rebels over their pledge of Alliage' (Alliance)
We've been lead to believe we're hopeless, and we'll be free,
I'd rather die standing than to live on my knees.

We see our see our lonely, only to cherish the dream,
Of America, were they bury beliefs,
underneath and bodies than can barely reach,
by rules, and scared or embarrassed to speak,

their family is sweet, overly on lies
take my death in defiance, a life inspired by pride,
So where's our people at? Who'll in front of the line?
they family from attack, for the love of our tribes.

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They come to terms with detention, saying the dying inside,
Outside influence, influence, polluting shark eyes,
to the point that our eyes become blind, recognize our own kind
No longer knowing ourselves, who just how the hell we survived?

No love one another, or take time to ask why,
Cuz' we just kill one other for the colors of the that they fly,
In the stripes and the in their eyes, barbed wire and bars,
and my native paid so deeply, feels like my soul got scars,

If our ancestors came back would we even know were ours?
Would we even care? Would we even notice? Or we just gone that far?
Would we look down on them? For their sacrifices made?
Then be reminded of when we see ourselves in their face?

Come back with mind erased, this dark from my is hate,
Saturate our spirits some criticism against the blazes of sage,
I thank God for my that died for these ways,
I struggle to stand on broke legs and tell it wasn't in vain.

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Now me if we sing, that would be free in our hearts?
Or would we find ways to them, and keeping them apart?
If they had us, and how we living, we make an impression,
be our rezzes, on our rezzes, in the way of our progression
We live like oppressors, weez' as as it gets

who remember our ancestors that choose to forget
Imagine if they with us, and we rose to be a threat
and once more embodied the beings we to be again
If they spoke in Native tongues, we even understand,
Would our new native warriors, then turn the gun on

And if our, ancestors came back, and embraced open arms,
Would we be to embraced, or reminded of who we are?
Maybe already here, we just don't want to hear them speak,
Too busy to be Americans and lost in their
And If our ancestors back, see we made it this far,
Breaking the spirits of their people, would we break their hearts?

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(children chorus)