Luyện nghe bài hát Salvador

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

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

Up the I stop at a window
the curtains I see
Figures moving, figures
talking in time

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

Salvador, no one me
But I swear I know what I'm
And once you were
The ground you breaking
But its never enough to their approval

Up the alley, the is broken
The on the ground
They unravel the rope of
They will hang me for

Searching and their silent icons
They wipe the blood their hands

Salvador, they want a
And they you king
They you for answers
But the glory or fame took away
your obligations

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