Luyện nghe bài hát No More Vietnams

The place was bustlying in the morning
When the army and the ORDEN made strike
Like a farmer killing chickens for the
They cut down every thing in sight.
They into the wombs of the women
The sunlight gleaming on their
And the fishermen downstream, though they never heard the
in a harvest of human carnage in their nets.

Take my name
I ain't alone, I ashamed
And I say U.S.A. out of El Salvador!
You can the Pentagon
We want no more
We ain't marching into that anymore.
She left her home in far behind her
She a sacred vow to help the poor
With three sisters she was and slowly tortured
Left in a grave in El Salvador.
A doctor, he would at all the suffering
He never his patient's party line
But he saved a rebel's death squad came at night
Healing the sick his crime.

Our taxes buy the bullets of the
Our darken southern skies
Our business new markets and cheap labor
Our rush to print C.I.A. lies
But take a message to the smiling
Who to talk so tough and act so brave
The rattling words of war, we've them all before
And we will answer them peace and joy and rage.