Luyện nghe bài hát Matamoras Banks

(Each year die crossing the deserts,
and rivers of our southern border
in search of a better life. Here I the
journey backwards, from the at the
bottom, to the man walking across
the desert the banks of the Rio Grande.)

For two days the river you down
Then you rise to the light without a
Past the playgrounds and switching yards
The turtles eat the skin your eyes, so they lay open to the stars

Your clothes give way to the current and stone
'Till trace of who you ever were is gone
And the things of the earth make their claim
That the of heaven may do the same

Goodbye, my darling, for your I give God thanks,
Meet me on the
Meet me on the
me on the Matamoros banks

Over of stone and ancient ocean beds
I walk on of twine and tire tread
My pockets full of dust, my mouth filled with stone
The pale opens the earth to its bones
I long, my darling, for your kiss, for sweet love I give God thanks
The of your loving fingertips
Meet me on the
me on the Matamoros
Meet me on the Matamoros

Your sweet memory on the evenin' wind
I and dream of holding you in my arms again
The of Brownsville, across the river shine
A shout rings out and into the silty red river I
I long, my darling, for your kiss, for sweet love I give God thanks
A touch of your loving
me on the Matamoros
Meet me on the
me on the Matamoros banks