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 walk the north sea
to from England
me word of a banjo man
With a on his hand.

The spokesman of the
spoke as should
"If'n you met our fee
we would,
If you cast a
upon the scallopped
have word o' this banjo man
with a on his hand."

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

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

"Come then starfish
me no more,
for I am weary
and my is sore;
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,
'leggys' have I lost
and many I gained,
Strange to say recently
I've been to Land
And if you are
tell you all I can."

"You have my attention"
I him with 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 tattooed hand
a ship port-hole,
Steaming on the main
the waves so cold,
Heard his tinkling and
his voice so
but you must come to
to shake his hand."

"Gladly I come oh
gladly 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 evening
as clouds did shift
revealing the moon
on the drift
Contemplating every other
the starfish
winds they filled my dreams
in my bed.