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 and sleep better nights
That's what we all wish for to seek a life, right?
It's when tragedy strikes
But the is, reality bites

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

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

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

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

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

They'll try to break your family apart
Politics will break the manliest heart
Can the child within my heart rise
If there's a billion of us I have to look for love

Overpopulation, but damn, just to meet the
It's illegal to have more one seed
How can you dictate birth, to women
And the parents, they the hardest decisions

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

never know, you'll never get it
There is no choice, we forget it
When we up, we see the same sky
When we look up, we cry the 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 to fill
But if I lead the movement, then who will?

Stuck between a rock and a place
Thinkin' the refugees that went to see Gods face
Sixteen thousand across the ocean tides
Some died, some got and survived

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

To make them kicks so you can good
Think we open restaurants we cook good?
no, we ain't got no choice
I gotta speak up, me my people have no voice

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

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