Luyện nghe bài hát The psalm of the disinherited

Our father, of us all
Of the poor, of the with no
Of the outcasts, of the
Of the
And the of misery
Of what follow you
And of what in you believe
Beneath of the
So the hell
of your throne
So there are wars, hungry,
necessary that you'll be one and triune
With one that to help us
us
Which is your
The
The
The High
Our kingdom is Nigeria, Ethiopia, Colombia,
Our of each day is the violations
The violence of genre, the
The dictatorship, the climatic
In the temptation I to diary
There's no morning in what I'm of create
A God be humble, just
A God be in earth, in the valleys
The rivers,
A god live the rain
That travel the air
And our soul
A God of sad, of the
A God human...
A god that punish, that teach
A god that don't threatens, protect
If I lift me
That if I lose tends me his
A God if I mistake guilt me
And if I doubt he me
So for that he endows me of
For of all
Our
Why you us?
Our
Why you us?