Luyện nghe bài hát The Fisherman's Song

By the shoreline a woman is standing
The spray like jewels in her hair
And the sea the rocks near the desolate landing
as it had known she stood there.

For she had come to condemn that wild ocean
for the murderous of her man,
His sailed out on Wednesday morning
And it's feared it's gone down all hands.

Oh and white the wave-caps
And was their parting
So fierce is the of love,
But she prayed to the
of men and of sailors
Not to cast their cruel nets her love.

There's a school on the
Where the sons of fathers
Are led tempests and gales,
Where their God-given
Are clipped close to bodies,
And eyes are bound-'round with ships' sails.

force leads a man
To a filled with danger
High on seas or a underground?
It's need is his master
And no stranger,
And no other work to be found.