Luyện nghe bài hát The psalm of the disinherited

Our father, of us all
Of the poor, of the no roof
Of the outcasts, of the
Of the
And the of misery
Of what follow you
And of what in you don't
of the skies
So the hell
Beneath of your
So there are wars, hungry,
Doesn't necessary that be one and triune
With one want to help us
us
Which is your
The
The
The High
Our is Nigeria, Ethiopia, Colombia, Hiroshima
Our of each day is the violations
The violence of genre, the
The dictatorship, the change
In the I beneath to diary
no morning in what I'm tempted of create
A God that be humble,
A God that be in earth, in the
The rivers,
A god that live the
That around the air
And our soul
A God of sad, of the
A God human...
A god that don't punish, that
A god that don't threatens, that
If I lift me
That if I lose me his hand
A God if I don't guilt me
And if I he understand me
So for he endows me of Intelligence
For of all
Our
Why you us?
Our
Why you us?