Luyện nghe bài hát Mexico

by Grace

Owsley and Charlie, of the trade,
to the Poet's Room
Talking the problems of the leaf,
And yes, be back soon

There to be tons of gold and green
Comin' up here from
A donde la planta, mi amigo, del sol?
translation is: "Where is the plant, my friend, of the sun."]

But Mexico is the thumb
Of a man we Richard
And he's come to call himself
But a small-headed man
And he know a thing
About how to for you

How to for you
There are of you now
I mean it's not as if you were
There are everywhere
Just waiting for a on that gold
And God how far it can go

famous Uncle Charlie
For Mexican smoke
a legend Owsley
For righteous dope

There were a half a million on the lawn
And we sang to the in the dark
How long must that race
Wait for the jailer's time to
How long must the Panther
Wait for the iron bars to
And no no no no no nobody