🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Kenji - Fort Minor

 My father  from Japan in 1905
 He was 15 when he immigrated from 
 He worked until he was able to buy - to actually  a store
 
 Let  tell you the story in the form of a dream,
 I  know why I have to tell it but I know what it means,
 Close your  just picture the scene,
 As I paint it for you, it was World War 
  this man named Kenji woke up,
 Ken was not a 
 He was just a man with a  who owned a store in LA,
 That  he crawled out of bed like he always did,
 Bacon and eggs with  and kids,
 He lived on the second floor of a little  he ran,
 He moved  LA from Japan,
  called him 'Immigrant,'
 In Japanese, he'd say he was  "Issei,"
 That  'First Generation In The United States,'
 When everyone was afraid  the Germans, afraid of the Japs,
 But most  all afraid of a homeland attack,
 And  morning when Ken went out on the doormat,
 His world went  'cause,
 Right there; front page 
  weeks before 1942,
 "Pearl Harbour's Been Bombed And The  Are Comin'"
 Pictures of soldiers dyin' and 
 Ken knew  it would lead to,
 Just  he guessed, the President said,
 "The evil Japanese in our home country will  locked away,"
 They gave  a couple of days,
 To get his whole life packed in  bags,
 Just two bags,  even pack his clothes,
 Some folks didn't even have a  to pack anything in,
 So  trash bags is all they gave them,
 When the kids asked  "Where are we goin'?"
 Nobody even knew what  say to them,
 Ken didn't wanna lie,  said "The US is lookin' for spies,
 So  have to live in a place called Manzanar,
 Where a lot of  people are,"
  it don't look at the gunmen,
 You don't wanna get the soldiers 
 If you gonna  or not,
 'Cause if you run then you  get shot,
 Other than that try not to think  it,
 Try not to worry 'bout it; bein' so 
 Someday we'll  out, someday, someday.
 
  soon as war broke out
 The F.B.I. came and they just come to  house and
 "You  to come"
 "All the Japanese have  go"
 They  Mr. Lee
 People  understand
 Why did they  to take him?
 Because he's an laborer 
 
 So now they're in a town with soldiers surroundin' 
 Every day, every night look  at them,
 From watch towers up on  wall,
 Ken couldn't  hate them at all;
 They were just doin'  job and,
 He wasn't gonna make any 
 He had a little garden with  and fruits that,
 He gave to  troops in a basket his wife made,
 But in the back of his  he wanted his families life saved,
  of war in their own damn country,
 What for?
 Time passed  the prison town,
 He wanted them to live it down  they were free,
 The only  out was joinin' the army,
 And supposedly, some men went out for the army, signed 
 And ended up flyin' to Japan with a 
 That 15  blast, put an end to the war pretty fast,
 Two cities were blown to bits; the end  the war came quick,
 Ken got out, big hopes of a normal life, with his  and his wife,
 But, when they got back  their home,
  they saw made them feel so alone,
 These people had trashed  room,
 Smashed in  windows and bashed in the doors,
 Written on the walls and  floor,
  not welcome anymore."
  Kenji dropped both of his bags at his sides and just stood outside,
 He, looked at his  without words to say,
 She looked back at  wiping tears away,
 And,  "Someday we'll be okay, someday,"
 Now the names have been  but the story's true,
  family was locked up back in '42,
 My family was there it  dark and damp,
  they called it an internment camp
 
 When we first got back from camp... 
 It was...  pretty bad
 
 I,  remember my husband said
 "Are we gonna stay  last?"
 Then my husband died  they close the camp.