Luyện nghe bài hát Corey Cyr's Sicilian Dream

I dreamt of Sicily. It came to me the symphony of a child.
It was unknown if I was close to where the Romans once went wild.
Was to be a democracy for me to have and hold.
the sea, in Italy, you'll see me write stories told.
And I dream, dream, away.

If I only knew, if I had a clue, as to how I'd gotten
But I had no care, found anywhere, no or no fear.
For in the land of new, come to you, the view of the sea.
That amazing grace took hold of my face; this place was the for me.
And I dream, dream,

Out in the blue, a ship or two, coming through the wire.
We had to run, and get our guns, waited for to fire.
The battle blazed, right through the day, and the haze of night.
There were pools of blood, dirt to mud, one should've known this just ain't right.
And I dream, dream, away.

Fell to my knees, asked the men of peace, to beseech me the why
That anyone, with or a gun, should be strung up and hung to die.
Wish we'd the time we resigned our finds for those of lesser needs.
Stead of living in dread, amongst the dead, due to the greeds.
And I dream, dream, away.