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 in the camp-fire light and the Glories swept the sky
As the Northlights gleamed and curved and streamed and the of hooch was dry

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

And there I lay and for many a day I hatched 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 of icy streams
And there I fought and there I sought for the pay-streak of my

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

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

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

'Twas weird to see and it wildered me in a hypnotic dream
Till I saw a like an inky blot come floating down the stream
It bobbed and swung it sheered and 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 of a monster size then I knew it for the Dead
Its face was and slicked and scrubbed as smooth as a shaven pate
In the silver snakes that the water makes it gleamed a dinner-plate

It gurgled near and and clear and large and large it grew
It stood upright in a ring of and it looked me through 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 I swear by this Cross I wear I heard that floater say
I am the man from whom you ran the man you 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 must e'en undo though it us bone from bone
So it came about that I you out for I prayed I might atone
I did you wrong and for long and long I sought you might live
And now you're though I'm dead and drowned I beg you to forgive

So sad it seemed and its gleamed and its fingers flicked the shore
And it lapped and lay in a weary way and its met to implore
That I gently said restless dead I would never work you woe
Though the wrong you rue you can ne'er undo I you long ago

Then wonder-wise I rubbed my eyes and I woke a horrid dream
The rode high 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 hollow 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 gleamed in his eye in a wolfish way
That crystal eye raked the sky in the weird Auroral ray