Luyện nghe bài hát Caribbean Wind

She was the rose of Sharon from paradise
From the city of hills near the place of the cross
I was playing a show in in the theater of divine comedy
Told Jesus, told about the rain
She told me about the jungle her brothers were slain
By the man who had been dyin', who disappeared so

Was she a or a woman, did we go too far?
Were we sniper bait, did we follow a
Through a hole in the to where the long arm of the law cannot not reach
Could I been and played as a pawn?
It certainly was as the gay night wore on
Where men in perfume and practiced the hoax of free speech

And them Caribbean winds still blow Nassau to Mexico
Fanning the flames in the of desire
And them distant ships of liberty on them iron so bold and free
Bringing everything that's to me nearer to the fire

Sea breeze blowin', there's a loose
Redeemed men, who have from the noose
Preaching and salvation, waiting for the night to arrive
He was well connected, but her was a snare
And she had left him to die in
He was goin' down slow, barely staying alive

The cry of the peacock, flies buzz my
Ceiling fan broken, there's a in my bed
Street band "Nearer My God to Thee"
We met at the station where the mission bells
She said, "I what you're thinking, but there ain't a thing
You can do about it, so let us agree to agree"

And them Caribbean winds blow from Nassau to Mexico
Fanning the in the furnace of desire
And them ships of liberty on them iron waves so bold and free
Bringing everything that's to me nearer to the fire

Atlantic by the cold grey sea
a voice crying, "Daddy," I always think it's for me
But it's only the silence in the buttermilk that call
Every new messenger brings evil
'Bout armies on the march and time is short
And and earthquakes and train wrecks and the tearin' down of the wall

Did you ever have a dream, that you couldn't
meet your accusers, face to face in the rain?
She had chrome brown eyes that I won't forget as long as she's
I see the breakin' loose, see the devil pounding on tin
I see a house in the being torn apart from within
I can hear my calling from the land far beyond

And them Caribbean winds blow from Nassau to Mexico
Fanning the flames in the furnace of
And them distant ships of on them iron waves so bold and free
Bringing everything that's to me nearer to the fire