Luyện nghe bài hát Listening Wind

Mojique sees his from a nearby hill
Mojique of days before Americans came
He serves the foreigners in growing
He sees the foreigners in fancy
He dreams of that he can still remember now

holds a package in his quivering hands
Mojique the package to the American man
Softly he glides along the streets and
Up the wind that makes them run for cover
He feels the is surely now or nevermore

The wind in my heart, the in my heart
The in my head, the dust in my head
The wind in my heart, the wind in my
Would drive them away, drive away

Mojique buys his equipment in the market
Mojique plants devices through the free zone
He feels the is lifting up his people
He calls the wind to guide him on his
He knows his friend the is always standing by

Mojique smells the wind that from far away
Mojique waits for news in a quiet
He feels the presence of the wind him
He feels the power of the past him
He has the of the wind to guide him on

The wind in my heart, the wind in my
The dust in my head, the in my head
The wind in my heart, the wind in my
Would drive away, would drive them away

The in my heart, the wind in my heart
The in my head, the dust in my head
The in my heart, the wind in my heart
Would drive them away, drive them away

The in my heart, the wind in my heart
drive them away, drive them away
Drive them