Luyện nghe bài hát Matamoras Banks

(Each year die crossing the deserts,
mountains and of our southern border
in of a better life. Here I follow the
journey backwards, the body at the
bottom, to the man walking across
the towards the banks of the Rio Grande.)

For two days the keeps you down
Then you rise to the light a sound
Past the playgrounds and empty switching
The eat the skin from your eyes, so they lay open to the stars

Your clothes give way to the current and stone
'Till every trace of who you ever is gone
And the things of the earth make their claim
That the of heaven may do the same

Goodbye, my darling, for your I give God thanks,
Meet me on the
me on the Matamoros
Meet me on the Matamoros

Over rivers of stone and ancient ocean
I on sandals of twine and tire tread
My pockets full of dust, my mouth with cool stone
The moon opens the earth to its bones
I long, my darling, for your kiss, for sweet love I give God thanks
The touch of loving fingertips
me on the Matamoros
Meet me on the
Meet me on the Matamoros

sweet memory comes on the evenin' wind
I sleep and of holding you in my arms again
The lights of Brownsville, across the river
A shout out and into the silty red river I dive
I long, my darling, for kiss, for your sweet love I give God thanks
A touch of your fingertips
Meet me on the
me on the Matamoros
Meet me on the banks