Luyện nghe bài hát Matamoras Banks

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

For two days the keeps you down
Then you to the light without a sound
Past the playgrounds and empty yards
The turtles eat the skin from eyes, so they lay open to the stars

Your clothes way to the current and river stone
every trace of who you ever were is gone
And the things of the earth they make claim
That the of heaven may do the same

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

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

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