Luyện nghe bài hát On the Border

The fishing boats go out across the water
Smuggling guns and arms across the border
The wind up the waves so loud
The ghost moon among the clouds
And the rifles into silver, on the border

On my wall, the colors of the are running
Africa, the winds, they talk of changes coming
The flare up in the night
The hand sets the farms alight
Has spread the word to those who're on the border

In the where I grew up
Nothing seems the
Still you never see the from day to day
No one notices the customs away

Late last night the rain was knocking on my
I moved the darkened room and in the lamp-glow
I thought I saw in the street
The of the century
Telling us that we're all standing on the

In the islands where I up
seems the same
It's the patterns that remain, an empty shell
But there's a in the air you feel too well

The fishing boats go out across the water
Smuggling and arms across the Spanish border
The wind up the waves so loud
The ghost moon sails the clouds
And turns the rifles silver, on the border
On the border, on the border, on the