Luyện nghe bài hát White Crosses

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

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

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

If we make it past the border, we scatter
Vanish just like smoke in autumn
I will run my color will not matter
Hopin' I can find some or possibly a friend

There are who have made it here
will show me how to find a job and a place to lay my head
And I be concerned with dreams of my children
For there are 5 in line for my bed

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

I will gladly pick peaches or clean your hotel rooms
I will do the jobs American do
cell phones to their heads and $700 dollar shoes
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 bodies hit the

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

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