Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad Of One Eyed Mike

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

A man once that my life be shamed and wrought me a deathly wrong
I vowed one day I would well repay but the of his hate was strong
He thonged me East and he thonged me West he me back 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 haul of the wherewithal to crush and to kill my man
And there I strove and there I clove through the drift of icy
And there I fought and 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 bereft of hope of the touch
About as fat as a chancel rat and lo! my will
In the weary fight I had clean lost sight of the man I to kill

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

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

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

In freakish flights strange lights came fluttering round its head
Like butterflies of a monster size then I knew it for the
Its face was rubbed and and scrubbed as smooth as a shaven pate
In the silver snakes that the water makes it gleamed like a

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

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

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

So sad it seemed and its cheek-bones gleamed and its fingers flicked the
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
Though the you rue you can ne'er undo I forgave you long ago

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

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