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 city let my echo,
of Soweto.
And anywhere 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 streets red.
was a dream that we never had.
As I took a back on my mumma's back,
And I looked over the and I saw the hurt.
Mumma let me this song for you,
After all these years is Uhuru.

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

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

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

whoa,
oh,
yeh.

of.

whoa,
oh,
yeh.

of Soweto.

whoa,
oh,
yeh.

of.

whoa,
oh,
yeh.

of Soweto.

What our in times of,
I exemplify.

From to Soweto,
A soul in the ghetto.
Back from the 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 years is Uhuru.

What our memories in of,
I exemplify.

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