Luyện nghe bài hát Journey To the Centre of the Earth

By horse, by rail, by land, by sea, our starts
Two men incensed by one man's journey the past
In Iceland, the mountain stood with pride
They set off with their
To the mountain side

Roped as one for safety through the long
Into the crater of rock they went
Look up from our laair,
One for us to share,
We on our prayer.

Crystals of opaque quartz, studded tears,
magic chandeliers, lighting blistered galleries.

Memories of a life on go flashing past,
Of home, of Grauben, friends of whom seen his last
Contemplating his life's been worth,
While beneath the earth,
An embryo at

Pain and fear destroy the I have seen,
Of caverns, where no other man has
Silurian hosts me as my grave,
My final I wave,
A too late to save

Crystals of quartz, studded limpid tears,
Forming chandeliers, lighting blistered galleries.

Five days out on an infinite sea, prayed for calm on an ocean free,
But the of the water ws indicating some disturbance.

The raft was hurled by an unseen source, two hundred feet,
frightening
And a dark mass showed to be a giant porpoise

Rising out of the sea, towered the creatures' enemy,
And so the two sea monsters for battle

Crocodile teeth, head, bloodshot eye, stained ocean red
Moving close to their side, the two men prayed as one and cried
"Save me, save me, save me, me"

The serpents' went on for hours, two monsters soaring up like towers
And driving downn to the in a single motion

Suddenly, the serpent's head, shot out of the bathed in red
And the serpentine form lay on the ocean

teeth, lizard's head, bloodshot eye stained ocean read
Battle won, a victor's pride, the three men the Lord and cried
"Praise God, praise God, God, praise God."

Journey on ages gone, to the centre of the earth
Past rocks of and granite, which gave mother nature birth

Burial ground of ancient man, his life no is seen,
A journey through his time unknown, I where he's been

Wonder he's been, wonder where he's been, wonder where he's been

The shore now gone the hills, a forest in our sight,
Rocks and distant mountains, bathed in of blinding light

Forests far gone time, no living man has seen,
A private prehistoric world, for you and I a

Brownish hue dicates my eye, no colour their fear,
Flowers faded, dull and cold, now by atmosphere

Creatures twisting under trees, huge monsters soaked with
Hidden below our earth, a frightening, bygone age

Their shepherd came, now long extinct, a primeval man
The three men filled disbelief, just turned as one and ran.