Luyện nghe bài hát First League Out From Land

Bred as we the mountains how the sailor understands
The divine of the first league out from land
Endless sea I've chosen vast and it may seem
But it's the way we all choose to go, the idea not the

The sun burns me back to consciousness on the deck on which I
I don't want to get up I don't want to go though no one here's
They've all gone their separate ways, all separate to home
That's when we find out where we've gone we travelled out

Time is a of trouble on this endless sea of wine
And only sailor knows this trouble, to each is theirs, is
The a fucking survival test that only the brutish know
And if I fall into my own I won't ask you to go

only I who knows my travels all upon this endless sea
And my will never come into port lest 'tis by chaos my anarchy
Will be crushed and if I fall I will let myself down go
I will never soon now dock at port though it's to get up and go

Oh well I mingle and I cluster and I fester and sore
And I lay down where I end up like a wave the shore
And I scramble to get paid, but at for what I've done and made
I'm not begging work of anyone no cheque it can