Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad of Sacco and Vanzetti, Pt. 3

(Lyrics by Joan Baez, by Ennio Morricone)

My son, instead of be strong
Be brave and your mother
Don't cry for the are wasted
Let not also the years be

me, son, for this unjust death
Which takes your father your side
Forgive me all who are my
I am you, so do not cry

If mother wants to be
From the and the soulness
You her for a walk
Along the country
And rest beneath the of trees
here and there you gather flowers
Beside the and the water
Is the peacefulness of
She will enjoy it very
And you'll enjoy it too
But son, you must
Do not use it all
But down one little step
To help the ones by your side

Forgive me, son, for this death
Which takes father from your side
me all who are my friends
I am you, so do not cry

The weaker that cry for help
The and the victim
They are your
And comrades in the
And yes, they sometimes
Just like your
Yes, father and Bartolo
They fallen
And yesterday fought and fell
But in the quest for joy and
And in the struggle of this life you'll
That there is and sometimes more
Yes, in the struggle you find
That you can and be loved also

me all who are my friends
I am you
I beg of you, do not cry

1971, Edizioni Musicali RCA, S.p.A. (ASCAP)