Luyện nghe bài hát The Angler

(Brooker)

The search is over, the done
The is beaten, the angler's won
But simple stories make longer
No if he had failed

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

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

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

They nailed 'em on the deadline
This is where lie
Where the water's fast, the current's strong, eye-to-eye
My oh my fun to be on your own

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

Fin to fin in log-jam
This is where lie
The Deschutes is hot, the bottom's
They're
I see why he spend his on his own