Luyện nghe bài hát Ancestors (Family Mix)

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

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

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

But remember, humble, we even break down and cry,
there's a war (worth) fighting for, we don't know half the time,
We just release these of the pain that inside,
But if past is torn to pieces all they gonna rise
the graves, trying to erase us, and cloud my kind,
making us ask ourselves how did the face look, all our people 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 their translate into misconception,
separate entities no longer we, but self-selection,
unity will be the key to the future, and present.

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

We see it in they eyes, they in webs of deceit,
I'll take revolt with the rebels over their of Alliage' (Alliance)
We've been lead to we're hopeless, and we'll never be free,
I'd rather die fighting than to live on my knees.

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

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

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They come to with detention, saying it's the dying inside,
Outside influence, influence, bloody shark eyes,
to the point that our eyes become blind, can't recognize our own
No longer ourselves, who just said how the hell we survived?

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

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

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

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Now tell me if we sing, would be free in our hearts?
Or would we find ways to enslave them, and them apart?
If had seen us, and how we living, we make an impression,
They'd be our rezzes, on our rezzes, in the way of our
We like oppressors, weez' as close as it gets

Some who our ancestors that choose to forget
Imagine if walked with us, and we rose to be a threat
and more embodied the beings we supposed to be again
If they spoke in Native tongues, would we understand,
Would our new native warriors, turn the gun on them?

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

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(children chorus)