Luyện nghe bài hát White Crosses

Well I packed all of my things this blanket
To this year to earn coyotes fill
my wife and kids goodbye choke back the quiver in my breath
And took my first steps into this of death

If I'm lucky I make it to a drain
With 500 of my brothers, I would share the
Of standing in this boxcar for rain
It's the only the way we will our thirst

In these gardens of crosses
Growing in the California
In these of white crosses
We are the children of poverty trying to a a stand

If we make it the border, we will scatter
Vanish just like in autumn wind
I will run until my will not matter
I can find some work or possibly a friend

There are others who have it here
They will show me how to find a job and a to lay my head
And I cannot be with dreams of my children
For there are 5 others in for my bed

In these of white crosses
in the California sand
In these gardens of crosses
We are the of poverty trying to a make a stand

I will gladly pick peaches or clean your hotel rooms
I will do the jobs won't do
With cell phones to their heads and $700 dollar
I will risk my life 'cause it's all I to lose

Let the devil in the promise me a ride
Found an 18 and put all of us inside
And just outside of victory, 19 of us
None of our hit the floor

And so my wife she still when I'm coming home
The riches that I her for leaving her alone
I I would send her all that I could save
But I ended up in in an unknown grave

In these of white crosses growing in the California sand
In these gardens of white we are the children of poverty trying to a make a stand