Luyện nghe bài hát Red Moon Rising

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

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

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

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

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

When I that place,
I felt as though my accent didn't sound the same and I'd never get it back.
I have a new part to play. It's the of thing that happens when you come of age,
but in the midst of all this change for me,
I will never forget where I come

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