Luyện nghe bài hát Timor

I saw a man in my dream, calling out, in the language,
he was gripped by, an iron claw, the pain and agony,
he cried out from the heart.

Freedom for Timor, nothing less and nothing more, freedom for East Timor.

the Yolngu people, calling out for a change, they fought for their rights,
not to be divided, movement we hear, same feelings we share,
to see our own people dying, while our are crying,
it's been a cry, straight the heart.

for East Timor, nothing less and nothing more, freedom for East Timor.

I'm a in my own land, why do one rule and others suffer,
is justice? Is this justice? Is this justice?
Like the Chechens and the Irians, they have one thing in common,
they are fighting for freedom, why do we to surer,
just to live our life in peace, you can our cry,
coming straight from our heart
I'm a in my own land,
why do one rule and suffer,
is this Is this justice? Is this justice?

is this Is this justice? justice? justice?