Luyện nghe bài hát Santo Domingo

And the crabs are crazy, they scuttle and forth
The sand is
And the fish take 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 Domingo

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

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

The streets are still, there's in the hills
The town is
And the farmers yawn in the 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 upon
The singing
In the cloud dust whirl they whistle at the
getting bolder

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

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

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

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

He at his head and totters on the edge
how he's falling
The marines landed on the shores
Of Domingo

In the red plaza square, the crowds come to
The is leaning
And the eyes of the dead are every 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 generals drink a
The wheel is
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 marines landed on the shores
Of Santo

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

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