Luyện nghe bài hát The Talisman

When I stand and look about the
And contemplate my life, will I ever see my countrymen

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

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

We the earth and face our harsh reality
Will be low mist that hangs on the sea?
We run from the evil tongues, judgments, selfish men
Never to be on these shores again

As we sail into size and lose sight of land
A face of contentment in the air
off now to seek all our fortunes
To the of our dreams

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

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 from the ocean waves
I just hope for all our lives and pray that I
Four ships are lost in the conditions
The spirits of the sunken crews, their phantoms us

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

Four 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 that we now crave is many from safe

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

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

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

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

Weary limbs fatigued away, I no life left in me
No more strength and nothing left to give, must find the will to
Never that we could make it, truly sight of shores divine
The sickness I am dying from, never it to end this way

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