Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad Of The Adventurers

Sickened by sun, with lashing him rotten
A looted wreath crowning his tangled
moment of his youth apart from its dream was forgotten
Gone the overhead, but the sky was always there

Oh you, who are flung out, alike from heaven and from
You murderers who've so bitterly repaid
Why did you part the mothers who nursed you as babies
It was peaceful and you slept and you stayed

Still he explores and rakes the green oceans
his mother has given him up for lost
Grinning and cursing with a few odd of contrition
Always in search of that where life seems best

Loafing through and flocked through paradises
Calm and grinning, a vanishing face
At times he still dreams of a small he recognises
With a blue sky and nothing else