Luyện nghe bài hát Santo Domingo

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

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

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

But the boy on the shore is throwing no more
He a-warning
the the marines have landed on the shores
Of Santo

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

As the first land and step into the sand
The flags are
The have landed on the shores
Of Santo

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

The old sigh, think of memories gone by
They their shoulders
The marines have on the shores
Of Domingo

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

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

A cracks the sound, the army hit the ground
The sniper is
So they open their guns, a to one
No sense in

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

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

But the soldiers make a bid, giving candy to the
Their teeth are
The have landed on the shores
Of Domingo

Up and the coed, the generals drink a toast
The is spinning
And the cowards and the are peeking
Through the doors to see winning

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

And the crabs are crazy, they scuttle back and
The sand is
And the fish take and scatter from the sight
Their courses

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