Luyện nghe bài hát Same Cry

We may different, but we see the same sky
We may see different, but we cry the cry

To wake up daily and sleep nights
That's what we all wish for to seek a life, right?
It's unfortunate when strikes
But the truth is, reality

June 4th, '89, a day residents
Now known as The Massacre at Square
The day I seven, they were mourning and grieving
Thousands of died for what they believed in

with nothing but heart and a point to prove
Stood in front of and refused to move
What you do, run or stand still?
When the life's on the line to test the mans

Seeking change and they it, but in death
Strangers, yet they my blood and flesh
This happened in China but you ain't gotta be
To to the struggle, pain, and heartache, so

You'll never know, never get it
There is no choice, we can't it
When we up, we see the same sky
When we look up, we cry the same cry

See I'm a grown man, it hurts I turn on the news
And see what's on in my homeland
The SARS epidemic, could've lies
stand for, "Should Asians Really Survive?"

They'll try anything to your family apart
Politics will break down the manliest
Can the within my heart rise above?
If there's a billion of us I shouldn't have to look for

Overpopulation, but damn, just to the needs
illegal to have more than one seed
How can you dictate birth, to women
And the parents, they the hardest decisions

Sons keep family names, so that's not an option
Imagine forced to put your daughter for adoption
And though, it's beyond your control
you head up, here's a song for you soul

You'll never know, you'll get it
There is no choice, we forget it
When we look up, we see the sky
When we up, we cry the very same cry

If you don't know where you came
You can't get the way you to go
Ain't no denying so, it's true, I got some big shoes to
But if I don't lead the movement, who will?

Stuck a rock and a hard place
Thinkin' 'bout the refugees went to see Gods face
Sixteen miles across the ocean tides
Some died, some got lucky and

I wouldn't it luck, they reached their destination
slavery without the plantation
Them on you feet cost a hundred a pop
My people's making 15 cents a day at

To make them kicks so you can look
Think we open restaurants 'cause we good?
Hell no, we ain't got no
I gotta up, without me my people have no voice

You'll never know, you'll get it
is no choice, we can't forget it
When we look up, we see the sky
we look up, we cry the very same cry

You'll never know, never get it
There is no choice, we can't it
When we look up, we see the sky
When we look up, we cry the very cry