Luyện nghe bài hát Caribbean Wind

She was the of Sharon from paradise lost
From the city of seven hills near the place of the
I was playing a show in Miami in the theater of comedy
Told Jesus, told about the rain
She told me the jungle where her brothers were slain
By the man who had been dyin', who so mysteriously

Was she a or a woman, did we go too far?
we sniper bait, did we follow a star?
Through a hole in the wall to where the long arm of the law not reach
I been used and played as a pawn?
It certainly was possible as the gay night on
Where men bathed in perfume and the hoax of free speech

And them Caribbean winds still blow Nassau to Mexico
Fanning the flames in the of desire
And them distant ships of liberty on iron waves so bold and free
Bringing everything that's near to me nearer to the

Sea breeze blowin', there's a hellhound
Redeemed men, who escaped from the noose
Preaching faith and salvation, for the night to arrive
He was well connected, but her was a snare
And she had left him to die in
He was goin' slow, just barely staying alive

The cry of the peacock, flies my head
Ceiling fan broken, there's a in my bed
Street playing "Nearer My God to Thee"
We met at the station where the mission ring
She said, "I know what you're thinking, but there ain't a
You can do it, so let us just agree to agree"

And them Caribbean winds still blow Nassau to Mexico
Fanning the flames in the of desire
And them distant ships of liberty on them waves so bold and free
Bringing everything near to me nearer to the fire

Atlantic City by the cold sea
Hear a voice crying, "Daddy," I always it's for me
But it's only the in the buttermilk hills that call
Every new messenger brings evil
'Bout armies on the march and time is short
And famines and earthquakes and train wrecks and the tearin' of the wall

Did you have a dream, that you couldn't explain?
Ever meet accusers, face to face in the rain?
She had chrome brown eyes that I won't forget as long as gone
I see the screws loose, see the devil pounding on tin
I see a house in the country being apart from within
I can hear my ancestors calling from the far beyond

And them Caribbean winds still from Nassau to Mexico
the flames in the furnace of desire
And them distant ships of liberty on them waves so bold and free
Bringing everything near to me nearer to the fire