Luyện nghe bài hát Epistle to Derroll

Come all ye starry
living in the deep sea
crawl to me i have to make thee
would you the north sea floor
to Belgium from
Bring me of a banjo man
a tattoo on his hand.

The of the starfish
spoke as should
"If'n you met our fee
we would,
If you a looking-glass
upon the scallopped
You'll have word o' banjo man
a tattoo on his hand."

"Come ye starry
I know your ways are
maybe its because astrologically shaped,
Converse with the herring
as I you can
Bring me word o' the man
with a on his hand."

The eldest of the
spoke, a sigh,
"Youthfull as you are man
you a 'Wisdom Eye';
Surely you must a looking-glass
is made sand?
These are fooling you
about banjo man."

"Come then starfish
me no more,
for I am weary
and my heart is
All on the seashore,
me if you can,
Tell to me if you
of this man."

"All the seven oceans
I am a star, famed,
Many have I lost
and many I gained,
Strange to say recently
I've to FlemiSH Land
And if you are
I'll you all I can."

"You have my attention"
I answered him glee,
His brother stars twinkling
in the sky the sea
So I sat there rapt
attention, on the sand,
very anxious for to
of the man.

"I have seen tattooed hand
a ship port-hole,
Steaming on the watery
through the so cold,
his tinkling banjo and
his so grand
but you come to Belgium
to his tattooed hand."

"Gladly I come oh
would I go,
Had I not my to do
and my to show,
I rejoice to know well
but I go inland,
you for the words you brought
of the man."

I walked along the sand
as clouds did shift
revealing the moon
on the drift
Contemplating other word
the said
whistly winds they filled my
in my bed.