Luyện nghe bài hát The Talisman

When I and look about the port
And contemplate my life, I ever see my countrymen again?

As the captain calls us on the deck, I my things and walk
To the harbor I glance back one last time
our nation, our problems we leave behind
Ships by the tenfold out on the tide

We are pleased to be out and embracing the sea
Free from our troubles and free from thee
unfulfilled reason behind us
We flee what is not, what is will be

We flee the earth and face our reality
Will death be low mist hangs on the sea?
We run from the evil tongues, rash judgments, men
Never to be seen on these again

As we sail into ocean and lose sight of land
A of contentment around in the air
We're off now to all our fortunes
To the land of our

the waves and the storm is upon us
The lash the sails but the ropes keep them tight
Off in the distance a cloud approaching
None imagine what there was to come

No, there's no one back, no, there's not a second chance
As we strap onto the side, we pray to God that we die

As we ride the rough seas, as we soak the ocean waves
I just hope for all our lives and pray I survive
Four ships are lost in the stormy
The spirits of the sunken crews, their phantoms us

Spirits, sails, they drive us on through the all waves
Cold mortality, no weapon against these ever seas

leagues and ten and we hit storms again
We just can't get away the eye of the storm
The birds out soar the storm but we cannot escape it
Abandoned earth we now crave is many leagues from safe

Holding on for our dear lives and we're praying again
luck or just jonahed? The talisman is in my hand

Limbs fatigued, trembling with cold, from the sea spray salt
Clasping anything we can hold, heaven's rain us falls
Twenty days without a meal and ten without fresh water
Those that didn't die in storms, the scurvy rest did

Westward the tide, westward we on
Westward the tide, sail by the

We approach the other side of the ocean with the
In our favor for once, welcome greeting, our new land
The elation in our hearts, the excitement in our
As we towards the coastline of our golden promised land

limbs fatigued away, I have no life left in me
No more strength and left to give, must find the will to live
Never thought that we make it, truly sight of shores divine
The I am dying from, never wanted it to end this way

Westward the tide, we sail on
the tide, sail by the talisman
Westward the tide, westward we on
the tide, sail by the talisman