Luyện nghe bài hát Santo Domingo

And the crabs are crazy, they scuttle and forth
The is burning
And the fish take flight and scatter from the
Their 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 pausing at nets
The day's
As the warships and thunder in the bay
the morning

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

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

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

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

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

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, turn their on the parade
With they're holding
The marines have on the shores
Of Santo

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

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

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

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

Up and down the coed, the generals a toast
The is spinning
And the cowards and the are peeking
Through the doors to see winning

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

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

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