Luyện nghe bài hát Fisherman's Daughter

I laid awake a night long
Waiting for the sun to beat on my head
In this bed

I laid awake and of ships
Passing through
Searching for
Stopping at no

I heard the screaming
sixty sailors' names
Raging words, on the sail
an angry whale

I the iron rudder skip
The smell of oil
The heat of rope
hands, failing hope

Every asks
Asks the question the cargo
He is

God's anger through the clouds
And He the cargo for all to see

The fault of the
The of he who asks no questions
About the he is carrying

Fishes and and a fisherman's daughter
Walks in the rain, she to the water
To the sea