Luyện nghe bài hát Caribbean Wind

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

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

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

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

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

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

Atlantic City by the grey sea
a voice crying, "Daddy," I always think it's for me
But it's only the silence in the hills that call
Every new messenger brings report
'Bout armies on the and time that is short
And famines and earthquakes and wrecks and the tearin' down of the wall

Did you ever have a dream, that you explain?
Ever meet your accusers, face to in the rain?
She had chrome brown eyes that I won't as long as she's gone
I see the screws breakin' loose, see the pounding on tin
I see a in the country being torn apart from within
I can hear my ancestors from the land far beyond

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