🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Kenji - Fort Minor

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