Luyện nghe bài hát Matamoras Banks

(Each year die crossing 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 walking
the towards the banks of the Rio Grande.)

For two days the river you down
you rise to the light without a sound
Past the playgrounds and switching yards
The turtles eat the skin from your eyes, so they lay to the stars

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

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 ancient ocean
I walk on sandals of twine and tire
My pockets full of dust, my mouth filled with cool
The moon opens 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 banks

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