Luyện nghe bài hát Curry Land

Lady you are my peace of
I to seek your par none I could find
You delicately went to land
And left a man

Ah me yogi
He thought to as he sat before
His stocks and a dreadful bore
If I'm to another happy day
I best haste and be on my way
Oh me oh my

He at his desk did write and
To lawyer and intimate
His grief did necessitate

The need for one bird to sail the ocean over
A sailing schooner was soon sailing
Swift and around the sound
Salutating heralding

The wondrous upon the wing
days from Goa they did espie
A wealthy merchant bound for
greetings

Had he the news
The Lady Hall had
The of Ninevah rose
Storms and tempests his shattered mind

Hurricanes of pains raged and
drowned in grief he did repair
To haunted and gross despair
All in white neath shade in chair
discipline has replaced despair

Anchored in the bay of
Is left a man
through and through