Luyện nghe bài hát Sabas López (english)

The mouth like blood
and I am
they my brother
best
I is coming
and my is played
how and he was killed
for me it is not a of man.

I do not know if you were
but grabbed
was in the back
you to Zihuatanejo
I leave tomorrow
boy to go out and
and kill me or
I'm her brother.

If the appears to me
to defend
no more to be of men
rout him
serve me a broth of
and soup
Sabas Lopez
but I remain brother.

Boy to one zarape
well bullet
to that a López
were not back
is this coming
that we will emerge from
Sabas Lopez
in Zihuatanejo.