Luyện nghe bài hát Santo Domingo

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

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

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

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

The streets are still, there's in the hills
The town is
And the yawn in the gray silver dawn
The fields they're

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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