🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Kenji - Fort Minor

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