Luyện nghe bài hát Gallo del Cielo

Carlos Saragosa his home in Casas Grandes when the moon was full
He had no money in his pocket, just a of his sister framed in Gold
He headed for el Sueco, stole a rooster Gallo Del Cielo
Then he crossed the Rio with that roosted nestled deep within his arm

Galllo del Cielo was a warrior in heaven so the legends say
His wings they had been broken, he had one eye rollin in his head
He'd fought a fights and the legends say that one night near El Sueco
He Cielo seven times, seven times he left brave roosters dead

my Teresa I'm thinkin of you now in San Antonio
I 27 dollars and the good luck of your good luck of your picture framed in gold
I'll put it all on the fighting spurs of Gallo Del Cielo
Then I'll return to buy the land Pancho stole from father long ago

Outside of San Diego in the fields of Paco Monte Verde
The Pride of San Diego lay sleeping on a bed of silk
Adn they laughed when Saragosa pulled the one-eyed Del Cielo beneath his shirt
But they when Saragosa waked away with a thousand dollar bill

Hola my Teresa I'm thinkin of you now in Santa
I 27 dollars and the good luck of your good luck of your picture framed in gold
Tonight I'll put it all on the fighting of Gallo Del Cielo
Then I'll return to buy the land Pancho Villa stole from long ago

Now the moon has gone to hiding and the lantern light spills on the fighting sand
A wicked named Zorro faces Del Cielo in the sand
And Carlos Saragosa fears the tiny crack that runs his roosters beak
And he fears that he has lost the 50,000 dollars riding on the

Hola my Teresa I'm thinkin of you now in Santa
The money's on the table, I'm now your good luck framed in gold
Everything we of is riding on the spurs of Del Cielo
I'll return to buy the land Pancho Villa stole from father long ago

The signal it was and the roosters rose together far above the sand
Del Cielo sunk a gaff into Zorro's shiny breast
They were separated quickly but they rose and fought each other and time again
And the all agreed that Gallo Del Cielo fought the best

But the screams of Saragosa filled the night outside the town of Santa Clara
As the beak of Del Cielo lay broken like a shell within his
And they say that Saragosa screamed a curse upon the bones of Pancho
As Zorro rose up one more and drove Del Cielo in the sand

Hola my Teresa I'm thinkin of you now in San
I have no money in my pocket I no longer your good luck framed in gold
I buried it last with the bones of my beloved Del Cielo
I will not return to buy the land that stole long ago

Do the rivers still run muddy outside of my beloved Casas
Does the scar upon my face turn red when he hears mention of my name?
And do the of El Sueco still curse the theft of Gallo Del Cielo?
Tell my family not to worry, I will not to cause them shame.