Luyện nghe bài hát South Coast

South Coast, the wild coast, is lonely. You may win at the game at
But the lion rules the barranca, and a man there is always alone

My is Juan Hano de Castro. My father was a Spanish grandee
But I won my wife in a game, when a man lost his daughter to me
I up the ace. I had won her! My heart, which was down at my feet
Jumped up to my in a hurry- Like a warm summers' day, she was sweet

South Coast, the wild coast, is lonely. You may win at the game at
But the lion still rules the barranca, and a man there is always

Her arms had to tighten around me as we rode up the hills the South
Not a word did I hear from her that day- or a from her pretty red mouth
We came to my cabin at twilight. The twinkled out on the coast
She soon the valley- the orchard- but I knew that she loved me the most

South Coast, the wild coast, is lonely. You may win at the game at
But the lion still rules the barranca, and a man there is always

Then I got in a landslide with crushed hip and twice-broken bone
She saddled our like lightning- rode off in the night, all alone
The lion screamed in the barrancathe fell back on the slide
My young lay dead in the moonlight. My heart died that night with my