Luyện nghe bài hát Manzanar

He my name is Nakashima
And I'm a American
I came in '27
From my homeland of

And we picked grapes and oranges
some money, bought a store
Until
Harbor and the war

Came those relocation
took our house, the store, the car
Then they us to the desert
To a place called

The word for "apple orchard"
Though we saw no trees
Just the of prison barracks
And wired boundaries

And we of apple blossoms
Waving free beneath the
Till we up in the desert
The prisoners of

Fifty years, all but vanished
And now I am an old man
But I regret the day
That I came from Japan

But on winter nights
I often wish a star
I'd forget the shame and sorrow
That I felt at

And we dream of apple
Waving free the stars
we wake up in the desert
The prisoners of