Luyện nghe bài hát Cortez Sail

See how the rain from the sky
Drifting
From your mountain's eye
But look surprised, you're going home

you're leaving L.A.
On a day
Pushing the crowd
You get away today

An you turn on radio
An let the blow
With your Rock 'n'
the highway, all the way

Ah but see how the
Makes cracks in air
Tearing the clouds then closing the
Yeah but not surprised anymore
You're going to Mexico

Four hundred ago
in Mexico
The Spanish galleons drew
And the Aztec warriors

From their sides
the fear in their eyes
As clear as their end it was
Yeah, Cortez, he

his men and his guns
And a Spanish alive on his lip
But as as he touched ground
Well his men wanted to around

So he burned down the turn around
Yeah he crossed all water
With his cannon and
If need be to

For Gods and for
An he let no man
Talk him in to being anything than
bold, yeah, Pachuco to paradise

Yeah a rain
Falls on your glass
Washing the hardline
your California past

Ah but not surprised anymore
going home
'Cause just out of
Well the radio man

That a lookin' for you
gonna get you
But your on your map
And both in your lap
your chic's with you
So you get through

Ah but see how the
cracks in your air
Tearing the then closin' the tear
Yeah but you're not anymore
going home to paradise