Luyện nghe bài hát Santo Domingo

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

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

The sweat, they're pausing at their nets
The day's
As the warships and thunder in the bay
Loud the

But the boy on the shore is throwing pebbles no
He runs
That the the marines have landed on the
Of Domingo

The streets are still, silence in the hills
The town is
And the farmers in the gray silver dawn
The they're keeping

As the first troops land and step the sand
The are weaving
The marines have on the shores
Of Santo

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

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

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

All the young wives afraid, their backs on the parade
babes they're holding
The marines have on the shores
Of Domingo

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

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

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

But the make a bid, giving candy to the kids
Their teeth are
The marines landed on the shores
Of Santo

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

But the traitors pretend that it's getting near the end
it's beginning
The marines landed on the shores
Of Domingo

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

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