Luyện nghe bài hát Santo Domingo

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

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

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

But the boy on the shore is throwing pebbles no
He runs
That the the marines have landed on the
Of Santo

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

As the troops land and step into the sand
The are weaving
The marines landed on the shores
Of Domingo

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

The old sigh, think of memories gone by
They their shoulders
The marines have on the shores
Of Santo

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

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

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

He clutches at his head and totters on the
Look how he's
The have landed on the shores
Of Domingo

In the red plaza square, the come to stare
The heat is
And the of the dead are turning every head
To the widows

But the soldiers make a bid, candy to the kids
teeth are gleaming
The marines have on the shores
Of Domingo

Up and down the coed, the drink a toast
The wheel is
And the cowards and the whores are
the doors to see who's winning

But the traitors will pretend that it's near the end
it's beginning
The marines have on the shores
Of Domingo

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

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