Luyện nghe bài hát I Pity The Poor Immigrant

I the poor immigrant
Who wishes he would've home
Who uses all his to do evil
But in the end is left so alone
That man whom with his cheats
And who lies with breath
Who passionately hates his
And likewise, his death

I the poor immigrant
Whose strength is in vain
Whose heaven is ironsides
Whose are like rain
Who eats but is not
Who but does not see
Who falls in love with wealth
And turns his on me

I pity the poor
Who through the mud
Who fills his mouth laughing
And who builds his with blood
visions in the final end
Must like the glass
I pity the immigrant
his gladness comes to pass