Luyện nghe bài hát Rime of The Ancient Mariner

Hear the rime of the Ancient
See his as he stops one of three
one of the wedding guests
Stay here and listen to the of the Sea

And the music plays on, and the bride by
Caught by his spell and the Mariner tells his

south to the land of the snow and ice
To a place nobody's been
the snow fog flies the albatross
Hailed in God's name, hoping good luck it

And the ship on, back to the North
Through the fog and the ice and the follows on
Yeah yeah yeah

The mariner kills the bird of good
His cry against what he's done
But when the fog clears, they him
And make themselves a of the crime

Sailing on and on and North the sea
Sailing on and on and North 'til all is

The albatross begins its vengeance
A terrible thirst, a has begun
His shipmates bad luck on the Mariner
About his neck, the dead is hung

And the goes on and on and on at sea
And the curse goes on and on for and me

Day after day, day after day, we nor breath nor motion
As idle as a painted ship upon a painted
Water, water, everywhere and all the boards did
Water, water, nor any drop to drink, no no

There calls the mariner, there comes a ship the line
How can she with no wind in her sails and no tide

See, onward she
she nears, out of the sun
See she has no
She has no life, wait but two

Death and she, Life in Death, they their dice for the crew
She the Mariner and he belongs to her now

crew one by one
They down dead, two hundred men
She, she, in Death
She him live, her chosen one

One after one by the star moon
Too for groan or sigh
Each turned his face with a ghastly
And cursed me his eye
Four times fifty living men and I nor sigh nor groan
With heavy thump, a lump
They down one by one

The it lives on in their eyes
The Mariner he wished die
Along the sea creatures
But lived on, so did he

And by the light of the
He prays for beauty not doom
With heart he blesses
creatures all of them too

Then the spell starts to
The falls from his neck
down like lead into the sea
Then down in falls comes the

Hear the groans of the long dead
See them stir and start to rise
Bodies lifted by good
None of them speak and lifeless in their eyes

And the revenge is still sought, starts again
Cast into a and the nightmare carries on

Now the curse is finally
And the sights his home
Spirits go from the long bodies
Form their own and the Mariner's left alone, yeah

And then a came sailing towards him
It was a joy he not believe
The Pilot's boat, his son and the
of life will fall onto Him

And the ship it like lead into the sea
And the hermit shrives the of his sins

The Mariner's bound to tell of his
To tell his tale he goes
To God's word by his own example
we must love all things that God made

And the wedding a sad and wiser man
And the tale on and on and on and on