Luyện nghe bài hát Epistle to Derroll

Come all ye starry
living in the blue sea
crawl to me i have proposition to thee
would you walk the sea floor
to Belgium 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 a looking-glass
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 because 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 know a
is made from
These are fooling you
about banjo man."

"Come then aged
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 banjo man."

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

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

"I have seen this hand
a ship port-hole,
Steaming on the watery
through the so cold,
Heard his banjo and
his so grand
but you must to Belgium
to shake his 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 charcoal did shift
the moon shining
on the pebble
every other word
the starfish
whistly winds they my dreams
in my bed.