Luyện nghe bài hát Corey Cyr's Sicilian Dream

I of Sicily. It came to me like the symphony of a child.
It was unknown if I was to home where the Romans once went wild.
Was perceived to be a for me to have and hold.
Across the sea, in Italy, you'll see me write 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, from the of the sea.
That grace took hold of my face; this place was the place for me.
And I dream, dream,

Out in the blue, a ship or two, were through the wire.
We had to run, and get our guns, for someone to fire.
The battle blazed, through the day, and into the haze of night.
There were pools of blood, turning dirt to mud, one should've 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 find the time we resigned our for those of lesser needs.
Stead of living in dread, the dead, due to the thicker greeds.
And I dream, dream, away.