Luyện nghe bài hát White Crosses

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

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

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

If we it past the border, we will scatter
Vanish just smoke in autumn wind
I will run until my color will not
Hopin' I can find some work or a friend

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

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

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

Let the devil in the mountains me a ride
Found an 18 wheeler and put all of us
And outside of victory, 19 of us died
of our bodies hit the floor

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

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