Luyện nghe bài hát S.O.S.

The band and the cameras turned
As the bottle on her bow
The of the gilded age
Moved out to sea

Never had luxury
Been seen before
They she was unsinkable
The fools wrong once more

S.O.S.
We're fast, you better get to the boats
S.O.S.
The captain cried for God sakes save your

Sailing on into the
the northern star
Laughter rang, people
crystal chandeliers

No one sensed the
In the sea
Steaming legend
A into history

S.O.S.
We're sinking fast, you get to the boats
S.O.S.
The captain cried for God save your souls

2,000 tortured cry out
Cry out their sleep
to spend eternity
Travelers of the

S.O.S.
We're fast, you better get to the boats
S.O.S.
The captain cried for God sakes save souls