Luyện nghe bài hát Memories of Soweto

of,
of Soweto.

whoa,
From to Soweto,
A soul in the ghetto.
from the West Indies,
When I'm in the let my mind echo,
of Soweto.
And that we go,
I'm you know,
The walk of a soul.

man,
I was there.
I mean there.
I mean the bread.
was all I had.
The people sang Amandla and the were red.
Liberation was a that we never had.
As I took a back seat on my back,
And I looked the shoulder and I saw the hurt.
let me kill this song for you,
After all these this is Uhuru.

whoa,
From to Soweto,
A street in the ghetto.
from the West Indies,
When I'm in the city let my echo,
of Soweto.
And anywhere we go,
I'm you know,
The of a street soul.

I stepped off a jet I'm in S.A once again,
With the faces of change and the the same.
And the lines on my hands are as free as land.
But it wasn't so,
reminds me of home.

Mumma let me this song for you,
After all these years is Uhuru.

whoa,
oh,
yeh.

of.

whoa,
oh,
yeh.

of Soweto.

whoa,
oh,
yeh.

of.

whoa,
oh,
yeh.

of Soweto.

What our memories in of,
I exemplify.

From to Soweto,
A street in the ghetto.
from the West Indies,
When I'm in the city let my echo,
of Soweto.
And anywhere we go,
I'm you know,
The of a street soul.

What our in times of,
I exemplify.

Mumma let me kill song for you,
After all these this is Uhuru.

our memories in times of,
I exemplify.

Mumma let me this song for you,
After all these years is Uhuru.