Luyện nghe bài hát Santo Domingo

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

As the seagulls on the cold cannon nest
The sea is
The marines have 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 pebbles no
He a-warning
That the the marines have on the shores
Of Santo

The streets are still, silence in the hills
The town is
And the farmers yawn in the gray silver
The fields keeping

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

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

The old women sigh, of memories gone by
They shrug shoulders
The marines have on the shores
Of Santo

Ready for the tricks, their are fixed
Now they are
And the tanks make tracks the trembling shacks
Where is unfolding

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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