Luyện nghe bài hát Santo Domingo

And the crabs are crazy, they scuttle back and
The is burning
And the fish take flight and from the sight
courses turning

As the seagulls rest on the cold nest
The sea is
The marines landed on the shores
Of Santo

The fishermen sweat, they're at their nets
The a-burning
As the warships and thunder in the bay
Loud the

But the boy on the shore is pebbles no more
He runs
That the the marines have on the shores
Of Santo

The streets are still, there's in the hills
The is sleeping
And the farmers yawn in the silver dawn
The they're keeping

As the first troops land and step into the
The flags are
The marines landed on the shores
Of Domingo

The unsmiling sun is shining down
The soldiers
In the cloud dust whirl whistle at the girls
getting bolder

The old women sigh, think of memories by
shrug their shoulders
The marines have landed on the
Of Santo

for the tricks, their bayonets are fixed
Now they are
And the tanks tracks past the trembling shacks
fear is unfolding

All the young wives afraid, turn backs on the parade
With they're holding
The have landed on the shores
Of Santo

A bullet the sound, the army hit the ground
The is callin'
So they open guns, a thousand to one
No sense in

He clutches at his head and totters on the
how he's falling
The marines have on the shores
Of Domingo

In the red square, the crowds come to stare
The heat is
And the eyes of the dead are turning head
To the widows

But the soldiers make a bid, giving to the kids
Their are gleaming
The marines have on the shores
Of Santo

Up and down the coed, the generals drink a
The wheel is
And the and the whores are peeking
Through the doors to see who's

But the traitors will pretend it's getting near the end
When it's
The marines have on the shores
Of Santo

And the crabs are crazy, scuttle back and forth
The sand is
And the take flight and scatter from the sight
courses turning

As the rest on the cold cannon nest
The sea is
The marines have landed on the
Of Domingo