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 to be a democracy 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 here
But I had no care, found anywhere, no or no fear.
For in the land of new, to you, from the view of the sea.
That amazing grace took hold of my this place was the place for me.
And I dream, dream,

Out in the blue, a ship or two, were coming 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, turning dirt to mud, one known this just ain't right.
And I dream, dream, away.

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