Luyện nghe bài hát The Weapon They Fear

Words, words of freedom;
A bequest, to be silenced.
A bequest, to be silenced... silenced...

In this world of lies, the truth - it resistance;
To the masses see and sense their needs.

He healed so many hearts, and wounds.
And threw back the baseness - back to where it from.

Aspired from the middle, of his
this suffering and oppression.
One single voice a storm.
His words and melodies - the weapon fear, the weapon they fear...

Threw back the - back from where it came.
Threw back the baseness - back from where it came... from it came.
Threw back the baseness - back from it came.
Threw back the - back from where it came.
Threw back the baseness - back where it came.
Threw back the baseness - back where it came.

A bequest, to be silenced...

chosen to suffer.
Nobody's to rule.
Gagged his mouth but not his songs, the we sing.
his hands,
But not, not these words he
These songs sing!
These we'll sing!
Threw the baseness - back from where it came.
back the baseness - back from where it came...

["Silence and are the end of my song." - Victor Jara.]