Luyện nghe bài hát Epistle to Derroll

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

The spokesman of the
spoke as spokesman
"If'n you met our fee
we would,
If you cast a
the scallopped sand
You'll have o' this banjo man
a tattoo on his hand."

"Come ye starfish
I know your ways are
maybe its your astrologically shaped,
with the herring shoals
as I you can
Bring me o' the banjo man
a tattoo on his hand."

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

"Come then starfish
me no more,
for news I am
and my is sore;
All on the seashore,
me if you can,
Tell to me if you
of banjo man."

"All the seven oceans
I am a star, famed,
Many have I lost
and have I gained,
to say quite recently
I've been to FlemiSH
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 with
attention, on the sand,
anxious for to hear
of the man.

"I have seen this tattooed
through a port-hole,
on the watery main
through the so cold,
his tinkling banjo and
his so grand
but you must come to
to shake his hand."

"Gladly would I oh
would I go,
Had I not my to do
and my to show,
I rejoice to know he's
but I go inland,
thank you for the words you
of the man."

I walked along the evening
as clouds did shift
revealing the shining
on the pebble
Contemplating other word
the said
winds they filled my dreams
in my bed.