Luyện nghe bài hát Red Moon Rising

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

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

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

I can close my eyes and see the living room that sits three thousand miles
It's the womb where all my cousins grew, the all lined with photos of saints.
Yeah, it's a on a cul-de-sac, where innocence and refuge meet.
Muffling out the of car alarms 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 left 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 sort of thing that happens you come of age,
but even in the of all this change for me,
I will never forget where I from

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