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

(Lyrics by Joan Baez, by Ennio Morricone)

My son, of crying be strong
Be brave and comfort your
Don't cry for the tears are
Let not the years be wasted

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

If wants to be distracted
the sadness and the soulness
You her for a walk
Along the quiet
And rest beneath the of trees
Where here and you gather flowers
Beside the music and the
Is the of nature
She will it very much
And surely enjoy it too
But son, you remember
Do not use it all
But yourself one little step
To help the ones by your side

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

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

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

1971, 1978 Edizioni RCA, S.p.A. (ASCAP)