Luyện nghe bài hát Red Moon Rising

There's blood Guanajuato running in grandfather's veins
It fills the belt he bought from Michoacán, forever etched his skin.
And tell me that the same blood is running all around inside me
and I believe it. I believe it. My blood Spanish to me.

from El Salvador, but we all grew up east of LA
Where chili lime just costs a and coco water's more plentiful than rain.
Grandma says got a cactus stem nailed to the top of my head.
But she not to worry. The Virgin Mary likes me that way.

Oh, I know. In me, there's a red rising.
Oh, I know. In me, a smiling at a red moon rising

I can close my eyes and see the living room sits three thousand miles away
It's the womb where all my cousins grew, the all lined with photos of saints.
Yeah, it's a temple on a cul-de-sac, innocence and refuge meet.
Muffling out the choir of car alarms so little children can sleep.

Oh, I know. In me, a red moon rising.
Oh, I know. In me, a coyote's at the red moon rising.

When I left place,
I felt as though my accent sound the same and that I'd never get it back.
I have a new to play. It's the sort of thing that happens when you come of age,
but even in the midst of all this for me,
I will never where I come from

I know. In me, a red moon rising.
Oh I know. In me, a coyote's smiling at the red rising.