Luyện nghe bài hát Wreck Of The Carlos Rey

Fifty traveling to the fields
the factories and sweat the steel
Set out to sail from Santa
I've left you a note tacked to a

querida
I'll one day
Now I'm on the Carlos Rey

Four cruel under stormy skies
Not much bread to us alive
The wind kicked up and the rain came
And then we all a terrible sound

Adios
Nothing to say
I'm lost in the of the Carlos Rey

I struggled against the pull of the
I clutched my bag with your picture
But my heart did break as it away
Disappearing into the

querida
I've gone to
Down in the of the Carlos Rey

In the dark and I let you go
With the hunk of that I took hold
I sleep in a bed of and sand
And I dream sweet dreams of your hand

Adios
I'm gone
in the wreck of the Carlos Rey