Luyện nghe bài hát Matamoras Banks

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

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

clothes give way to the current and river stone
'Till every trace of who you were is gone
And the things of the earth they their claim
the things of heaven may do the same

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

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

Your sweet memory comes on the evenin'
I sleep and of holding you in my arms again
The of Brownsville, across the river shine
A rings 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 loving fingertips
Meet me on the
Meet me on the
me on the Matamoros banks