Luyện nghe bài hát Gallo del Cielo

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

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

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

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

Hola my I'm thinkin of you now in Santa Barbara
I have 27 dollars and the good luck of your good luck of your picture in gold
Tonight I'll put it all on the fighting spurs of 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 shadows on the sand
A wicked black Zorro faces Del Cielo in the sand
And Carlos Saragosa fears the tiny crack that runs across his roosters
And he fears that he has the 50,000 dollars riding on the fight

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

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

But then the screams of Saragosa filled the outside the town of Santa Clara
As the beak of Del Cielo lay broken a shell within his hand
And they say that Saragosa screamed a curse upon the bones of Pancho
As Zorro rose up one more time and 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 have your good luck in gold
I buried it last evening with the of my beloved Del Cielo
I will not return to buy the that Villa stole long ago

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