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 and comfort your mother
Don't cry for the are wasted
Let not the years be wasted

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

If mother to be distracted
From the sadness and the
You her for a walk
the quiet country
And rest beneath the shade of
Where here and there you gather
Beside the music and the
Is the peacefulness of
She will enjoy it much
And surely you'll it too
But son, you remember
Do not use it all
But yourself one little step
To help the weak ones by your

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

The weaker ones that cry for
The and the victim
are your friends
And comrades in the
And yes, sometimes fall
like your father
Yes, father and Bartolo
They have
And yesterday they fought and
But in the for joy and freedom
And in the struggle of this you'll find
That there is love and more
Yes, in the you will find
That you can and be loved also

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

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