🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Kenji - Fort Minor

 My father came from Japan  1905
 He was 15 when he immigrated from 
 He worked until  was able to buy - to actually build a store
 
 Let me tell you the story in the form of a 
 I don't know why I have to tell it but I  what it means,
  your eyes, just picture the scene,
  I paint it for you, it was World War II,
 When this man  Kenji woke up,
 Ken was  a soldier,
 He was just a man with a family who owned a store in 
 That day, he crawled out of bed like he always 
 Bacon and  with wife and kids,
 He lived on the second floor of a  store he ran,
  moved to LA from Japan,
 They called him 
 In Japanese, he'd say he  called "Issei,"
 That meant 'First Generation In The United 
 When everyone was afraid of the Germans, afraid  the Japs,
 But most of all afraid  a homeland attack,
 And that morning when Ken went out on the 
  world went black 'cause,
 Right there; front  news,
 Three  before 1942,
 "Pearl Harbour's Been Bombed And The Japs  Comin'"
 Pictures of soldiers dyin' and 
 Ken knew what it would  to,
 Just like  guessed, the President said,
 "The evil Japanese in our home country will be locked 
  gave Ken, a couple of days,
 To get his whole life packed in  bags,
  two bags, couldn't even pack his clothes,
 Some folks didn't even have a suitcase, to pack anything 
 So two  bags is all they gave them,
 When the kids  mom "Where are we goin'?"
  even knew what to say to them,
 Ken didn't wanna lie, he said "The  is lookin' for spies,
 So we have to live in a place  Manzanar,
  a lot of Japanese people are,"
 Stop it don't  at the gunmen,
 You don't wanna  the soldiers wonderin',
 If you gonna  or not,
 'Cause if you run then you might get 
 Other than that try not to  about it,
 Try not to worry 'bout it;  so crowded,
 Someday we'll get out,  someday.
 
 As soon  war broke out
 The  came and they just come to the house and
 "You have to 
 "All the  have to go"
  took Mr. Lee
  didn't understand
 Why did they have  take him?
  he's an laborer laborer
 
 So now  in a town with soldiers surroundin' them,
 Every day, every  look down at them,
 From watch towers  on the wall,
 Ken couldn't  hate them at all;
 They were just doin' their job 
 He wasn't  make any problems,
 He had a little garden with vegetables and fruits 
 He gave to the troops in a basket his  made,
 But in the back of his mind, he wanted  families life saved,
 Prisoners  war in their own damn country,
 What for?
 Time passed in the prison 
  wanted them to live it down when they were free,
 The  way out was joinin' the army,
 And  some men went out for the army, signed on,
 And ended up flyin' to  with a bomb,
  15 kilotonne blast, put an end to the war pretty fast,
 Two cities were blown to bits;  end of the war came quick,
 Ken got out, big hopes of a normal  with his kids and his wife,
 But,  they got back to their home,
 What they  made them feel so alone,
 These  had trashed every room,
 Smashed in  windows and bashed in the doors,
 Written on the walls and  floor,
 "Japs not welcome 
 And Kenji  both of his bags at his sides and just stood outside,
 He, looked at his wife without  to say,
 She looked back at him wiping tears 
 And, said "Someday we'll be okay, 
 Now  names have been changed, but the story's true,
 My family was locked  back in '42,
 My family was there it was dark  damp,
  they called it an internment camp
 
  we first got back from camp... uhh
 It was... pretty...  bad
 
 I, I  my husband said
 "Are we gonna stay  last?"
 Then my husband died before  close the camp.