Luyện nghe bài hát Guadalupe

There are ghosts out in the rain
High up in ancient trees
and I have given up a fight
Another blind fool on his

And all the gods that I'd
Begin to in simple tongue
And suddenly I've to know
There are no roads to run

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

the mountains glow like mission wine
And turn like a Spanish roan
Ten thousand eyes will stop to
turn away and head for home

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

And who am I to doubt these
Cured in centuries of blood and smoke
I am the of all your children here
But I am most in of hope

She to Juan Diego
She left her on his cape
Five hundred of sorrow
Cannot destroy their deepest

So here am I your disbeliever
Old doubting Thomas drowns in
As I your church sink through the earth
Like a heart worn down through