Luyện nghe bài hát Salvador

Salvador, father named you
After a brother
And your mother hung the upside down
Salvador, so of time hung over

Old sleeves
The of guilt's thorn rusted and worn
Sewn into our hearts in the shape of a

Up the alley I at a window
Through the I see
moving, figures swaying
Figures talking in

of persistence
Paintings of persistence like a jury
Searching and
icons I wipe the dust from my hands

Salvador, no one me
But I swear I know I'm doing
And you were painting
The ground you were
But its never enough to gain approval

Up the alley, the is broken
The on the ground
They unravel the of unreason
They hang me for sure

Searching and seeking their silent
They wipe the blood from hands

Salvador, they want a
And crowned you king
They begged you for
But the or fame took away time
your obligations

Keep on sleeping, awake from this dream
Ill comb your mustache, I'll wipe body
I'll kiss feet when they take you
from the cross