Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad Of One Eyed Mike

This is the tale that was told to me by the man with the eye
As I smoked my pipe in the camp-fire light and the Glories the sky
As the gleamed and curved and streamed and the bottle of hooch was dry

A man once aimed that my life be shamed and wrought me a deathly
I vowed one day I would well repay but the heft of his was strong
He thonged me East and he thonged me West he harried me and forth
Till I fled in fright from his peerless to the bleak bald-headed North

And I lay and for many a day I hatched plan after plan
For a golden haul of the to crush and to kill my man
And there I strove and there I clove through the of icy streams
And there I and there I sought for the pay-streak of my dreams

So twenty years with their hopes and fears and and tears and such
Went by and left me long of hope of the Midas touch
as fat as a chancel rat and lo! despite my will
In the weary fight I had clean lost sight of the man I to kill

Twas so far that evil day when I prayed to the Prince of Gloom
For the savage strength and the sullen length of life to his doom
Nor nor word had I seen or heard and it happed so long ago
My was gone and my memory wan and I willed it even so

It fell one night in the waning light by the Yukon's flow
I smoked and sat as I marvelled at the port-winey glow
Till it paled away to an absinthe and the river seemed to shrink
All wobbly flakes and wriggling snakes and goblin eyes

'Twas weird to see and it wildered me in a hypnotic dream
Till I saw a spot an inky blot come floating down the stream
It bobbed and swung it sheered and hung it round in a ring
It seemed to play in a tricksome way it was a merry thing

In freakish flights strange oily lights came fluttering its head
Like butterflies of a monster size I knew it for the Dead
Its face was rubbed and slicked and scrubbed as smooth as a pate
In the snakes that the water makes it gleamed like a dinner-plate

It gurgled near and clear and and large and large it grew
It stood upright in a of light and it looked me through and through
It weltered round with a woozy and ere I could retreat
With the witless roll of a sodden soul it to my feet

And here I swear by this Cross I wear I heard floater say
I am the man from you ran the man you sought to slay
That you may and gaze and gloat and say revenge is sweet
In the grit and grime of the river's slime I am rotting at your

The ill we rue we e'en undo though it rive us bone from bone
So it came about that I sought you out for I I might atone
I did you wrong and for and long I sought where you might live
And now you're found though I'm and drowned I beg you to forgive

So sad it and its cheek-bones gleamed and its fingers flicked the shore
And it lapped and lay in a weary way and its hands met to
That I gently said poor restless dead I would never you woe
the wrong you rue you can ne'er undo I forgave you long ago

Then wonder-wise I rubbed my eyes and I woke a horrid dream
The moon rode in the naked sky and something bobbed in the stream
It held my sight in a patch of and then it sheered from the shore
It and sank by a hollow bank and I never saw it more

This was the tale he told to me man so warped and gray
Ere he slept and dreamed and the camp-fire in his eye in a wolfish way
That crystal eye raked the sky in the weird Auroral ray