Luyện nghe bài hát Caribbean Wind

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

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

And them winds still 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 near to me nearer to the fire

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

The cry of the peacock, buzz my head
Ceiling fan broken, there's a in my bed
Street band "Nearer My God to Thee"
We met at the station the mission bells ring
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 flames in the of desire
And them distant of liberty on them iron waves so bold and free
Bringing everything near to me nearer to the fire

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

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

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