Luyện nghe bài hát Listening Wind

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

Mojique holds a package in his quivering
sends the package to the American man
Softly he glides along the and alleys
Up comes the wind that makes them run for
He the time is surely now or nevermore

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

Mojique his equipment in the market place
Mojique plants devices through the free trade
He the wind is lifting up his people
He calls the wind to him on his mission
He knows his the wind is always standing by

Mojique smells the that comes from far away
waits for news in a quiet place
He feels the of the wind beside him
He feels the power of the behind 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 dust in my
The wind in my heart, the in my heart
drive them away, would drive them away

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

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