Luyện nghe bài hát Guadalupe

There are ghosts out in the tonight
up in those ancient trees
and I have up without a fight
Another blind on his knees

And all the that I'd abandoned
to speak in simple tongue
And suddenly I've come to
are no roads left to run

Now the hour of dogs a-barking
That's what the old used to say
It's first light or sundown
Before the children cease play

When the mountains glow like wine
And turn grey like a Spanish
Ten thousand eyes will to worship
turn away and head for home

She is reaching out her tonight
and, Lord, my poverty is
I pray roses shall down again
from on her hill

And who am I to these mysteries
Cured in centuries of blood and smoke
I am the least of all your children
But I am in need of hope

She appeared to Juan
She her image on his cape
Five years of sorrow
destroy their deepest faith

So here am I ragged disbeliever
Old doubting Thomas in tears
As I watch your church sink through the
Like a heart worn down fear