Luyện nghe bài hát Santo Domingo

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

As the seagulls rest on the cold cannon
The sea is
The have landed on the shores
Of Santo

The fishermen sweat, pausing at their nets
The a-burning
As the warships and thunder in the bay
the morning

But the boy on the shore is throwing pebbles no
He a-warning
That the the have landed on the shores
Of Domingo

The streets are still, there's silence in the
The town is
And the yawn in the gray silver dawn
The fields keeping

As the first troops and step into the sand
The are weaving
The marines have landed on the
Of Santo

The sun is shining down upon
The soldiers
In the cloud dust they whistle at the girls
They're getting

The old women sigh, think of gone by
They shrug shoulders
The marines landed on the shores
Of Domingo

Ready for the tricks, their are fixed
Now are rolling
And the make tracks past the trembling shacks
fear is unfolding

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

A bullet cracks the sound, the hit the ground
The sniper is
So they their guns, a thousand to one
No in stalling

He clutches at his head and on the edge
Look how he's
The marines have landed on the
Of Santo

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

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

Up and down the coed, the generals drink a
The wheel is
And the cowards and the whores are
Through the doors to see winning

But the traitors will pretend that getting near the end
When beginning
The marines have on the shores
Of Domingo

And the are crazy, they scuttle back and forth
The sand is
And the fish take flight and scatter from the
Their turning

As the seagulls rest on the cannon nest
The sea is
The marines have on the shores
Of Domingo