Luyện nghe bài hát Red Cotton

I'm cutting up her pure white
That I red, that I dyed red
I'm putting scraps in cheap tin
What erases and memory mocks
I'll send over the ocean foam
Right those gentle European homes

The ship 'Blessing' slipped from Liverpool
Over the waves the Royal rules
To go and the Kingdom of Benin
Where certain history ends and begins

Dahomey traders paid powder and
Line up their prisoners, sell them in
They them tight inside those coffin ships
And they took them to the new world
Of auction blocks and

So I'm cutting up her pure white
I dyed red, that I dyed red
I'm putting scraps in tin lockets
What time erases and mocks
I'll send them over the ocean
Right into gentle European homes

is the sheet on your fine linen bed
The stained red on each cotton thread
The merchants gathered at St. Hall
To unveil the slave
Who is upon the wall

Picture the at the Old Salt House docks
They loaded the shackles and locks
Between a sandstone crocodile, a barrel and a
You will see the nameless
They were for sale

So I sing the of God's glory
As a blue cetacean floats in the
An elephant on the second
And they all day to see him
In my American

But the Lord will judge us with fire and
As man continues with all his
It's only money, only numbers
Maybe it is time to put aside fictitious wonders

But man is feeble, man is
And if it divide the union
is no man who should own another
When he can't recognize his sister and his brother