Luyện nghe bài hát The Angler

(Brooker)

The search is over, the battle
The fish is beaten, the won
But simple stories make tales
No consolation if he had

Through wind and desert, Blackberry
Coyote and rattler had him old
No it ain't easy, it's on the
Between and madness, the way he bides his time

Fin to fin in log-jam
is where they lie
The is hot, the bottom's black
They're
My oh my fun to be on your own

Down foaming rapids the deep black hole
Through thorns and rockslides for to his goal
And chances, he let them slip away
Or was he waiting for the Day?

They really nailed 'em on the
This is where lie
Where the water's fast, the current's strong, their
My oh my what fun to be on own

But on the thirteenth when the sun was high
he tricked that steelhead and saw the go tight
Two spirits fighting, two creatures
Bad luck and trouble had finally lost their

Fin to fin in every
This is they lie
The Deschutes is hot, the bottom's
eye-to-eye
I see why he his time on his own