Luyện nghe bài hát Black President

The 1963
The people's
Was taken away by men
All dressed in a
The brutality,
Oh no, my, my president

Him and his
sentenced to isolation
For many years
For painful years
Many painful
Of labor

broke rocks
But the spirit was broken
Never
Oh no, my, my president

Hmm maa, hmm maa, hmm ma
Hmm maa, hmm maa, hmm ma
Hmm maa, hmm maa, hmm ma
Hmm maa, hmm maa, hmm ma
Ahh

broke rocks
But the was never broken
broken
Oh my president

Let us rejoice for our
Let us sing for our
Let us for our president
Let us sing, let us
For Madiba, Madiba's

Now in
The people's
Came out from
Raised up his and said
"Viva, viva, my people"

He walked the road
Back, to freedom
to freedom
Freedom for my black

Let us for our president
Let us sing for our
Let us for our president
Let us sing, let us
For Madiba, freedom

We You Lord,
For listening to our
Oh, my

I die for my president
I will sing for my
I stand and say
Viva, viva, viva, viva, viva, viva my