Luyện nghe bài hát Nomzamo

Look the colour
the covering on us, to see what we are
Turn the pages
The mark we on history, is what we are

Every country is of us
Irrespective of the one we grew up
Yes, you are my
Though we never a home, that's what you are

And eyes keep shining in the darkness
Defying all the chains, that's you are
Home for the homeless, hope for the
Between the on your face, I can read
Nomzamo,

They of the silk white breast, seemingly
are so much more less on the day of the vow
Here's a woman who is and weary
Leading resistance and laying wreathes

How can we stand by and watch this
Is this the justice we
It seems too much to ask for an equal, peaceful

In a land of screams, stinging and broken smiles
Following all extremes
'One who will many trials'
Is this a land to

Crumbs on the table, the people starve
With gleeful oppression, the procession
nonchalance out of their cars

Somewhere, we pay
For the we incessantly do
If we believe, we are what we leave
I a hope, what did you?

Reeling from punches which them winded
Reeling from laws which should be now
Nomzamo,