Luyện nghe bài hát Corey Cyr's Sicilian Dream

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

If I knew, if I had a clue, as to how I'd gotten here
But I had no care, found anywhere, no or no fear.
For in the of new, come to you, from the view of the sea.
That amazing grace 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, waited for to fire.
The battle blazed, right the day, and into 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.

to my knees, asked the men of peace, to beseech me the question why
That anyone, with or without a gun, should be up and hung to die.
Wish we'd find the time we resigned our finds for of lesser needs.
Stead of living in dread, amongst the dead, due to the greeds.
And I dream, dream, away.