Luyện nghe bài hát Comfortless Cove

When I first saw island I was just 23,
a set of brass buttons and a soft rolling sea
We had chased a slave ship from the Bight of Benin, the gunpowder still to my clothes
We anchored at and made our repairs
Where Green Mountain high through the tropical air,
As we sailed up the west coast we lowered our for the poor souls at Comfortless Cove.

In Freetown's great we watered the fleet
In charge of a launch I for the creek
In the of the mangroves we swatted mosquitoes and loaded the barrels aboard.
I cried out for when the fever set in,
So the ship's told me as he swabbed my hot skin,
But by 14 days out I was so sick and that at Ascension they put me ashore.

(CH): Ohh, now the hurts my eyes, as I write my last letter back home,
You're as far out of reach as the on the beach as I lie here at Comfortless Cove, as I lie here at Comfortless Cove.

Now the in my ears rises up to a scream,
I wake with the shivers and I see again,
Shackled together they trudge up the sand, their faces bowed wi the shame,
They pass before me with a rattle and stamp,
And I hear the music in their low chant,
Takin some comfort from the beat o their feet and a that cannot be chained.

Ohh, now the light hurts my eyes, as I write my last letter home
You're as far out of as the waves on the beach as I lie here at Comfortless Cove,
As I die at Comfortless Cove.

Some here read from the Bible to find relief,
'I fear not the dark for thou walketh me',
turn tae the rum and I don't grudge them some air of comfort to lighten their way,
In the midst of a dream of the wild shore
A wave of the comes over me once more
and I feel my race and a rushing of blood, and a whiteness that cuts to my brain

To the beat of my there's the splashing of oars,
And I watch as a longboat the shore,
One man jumos to the water, the in hand, it's a ship full of Orkneymen brave,
And there's Rognvald, there's Einar, Harald the pale,
There's Thorfinn and Sigurd, there's himsel,
And I feel my lift as I crawl down the sand and I drag myself into the waves.

Ohh, and make one last wish, as I'm pulled to the gunwale above,
That the weak and the pained, the lost and the find some peace in Comfortless Cove,
May you find in Comfortless Cove.