Luyện nghe bài hát Port Royal (4:10)

Hundred mast, flags
An island in the gulf of
Sandglas, bloody
Flying high above the

with loaded guns
Are waiting at the quay
Hungry fleet underworld
Freedom is the law they

strap, rum and gin
Sexual all the way
A rolling dice, an ace of
One shall win and to pay

and freedom
No for the holy writ
Rebellions, non
on religious hypocrites, yeah

Port
A cry of on the sea
Port Royal,

Port
A cry of on the sea
Royal, whoa

When the hits the sea
Slave learns the Moses law
There's no chance, you can't
They hunt them and eat 'em raw

Gin Lane, New
It's all since a long gone
But there are still
Port spirit lives forever on

Royal
A cry of on the sea
Royal, whoa

Port
A cry of on the sea
Port Royal,