Luyện nghe bài hát Santo Domingo

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

As the seagulls rest on the cold nest
The sea is
The marines have on the shores
Of Santo

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

But the boy on the shore is throwing no more
He runs
That the the marines have on the shores
Of Santo

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

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

The unsmiling sun is down upon
The singing
In the cloud dust whirl they whistle at the
getting bolder

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

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

All the young wives afraid, turn backs on the parade
With babes holding
The marines landed on the shores
Of Santo

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

He clutches at his and totters on the edge
Look how falling
The marines have on the shores
Of Domingo

In the red plaza square, the crowds to stare
The is leaning
And the eyes of the dead are turning every
To the screaming

But the soldiers make a bid, candy to the kids
Their are gleaming
The have 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
Through the to see who's winning

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

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

As the rest on the cold cannon nest
The sea is
The have landed on the shores
Of Domingo