🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Kenji - Fort Minor

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