Luyện nghe bài hát Listening Wind

Mojique his village from a nearby hill
Mojique thinks of days before Americans
He the foreigners in growing numbers
He sees the foreigners in houses
He dreams of days that he can remember now

Mojique holds a in his quivering hands
Mojique sends the package to the man
Softly he along the streets and alleys
Up comes the wind that makes run for cover
He feels the time is now or nevermore

The in my heart, the wind in my heart
The dust in my head, the dust in my
The wind in my heart, the in my heart
Would drive them away, them away

Mojique buys his in the market place
Mojique plants through the free trade zone
He feels the is lifting up his people
He calls the to guide him on his mission
He knows his friend the is always standing by

smells the wind that comes from far away
Mojique waits for news in a quiet
He feels the presence of the wind him
He feels the of the past behind him
He has the knowledge of the to guide him on

The in my heart, the wind in my heart
The dust in my head, the in my head
The in my heart, the wind in my heart
Would drive them away, would drive away

The wind in my heart, the in my heart
The in my head, the dust in my head
The in my heart, the wind in my heart
Would drive away, would drive them away

The wind in my heart, the wind in my
Would drive them away, them away
Drive them