Luyện nghe bài hát Treasure Island

Squire and Dr. Livesay
asked me, Jim Hawkins
To tell everybody the whole tale the 'Island'
Flint's and Mr. Silver.

Keeping nothing but its position and that only
the major part of the treasure has not been lifted yet.
I personally think we would have begun this adventure
And set course the 'Hispaniola', if we had known

What would and that some of us would never return
lost their lives
Sometimes the story haunts dreams
And brings me the worst nightmares I had.

That's when I the cries of the fallen
The pounding the rocks on the coast
And Captain raw voice screaming
Pieces of eight! of eight! Ha ha ha
And I tell you, no and wain ropes
Will take me back to Treasure Island!

Mr. is fighting Black Dog
He want to him to the chine
Blind Pew the of the spot
Horse-hooves his spine, yeah

We the map to start our trip
The Squire has the and the sailors
Long John is the man the grip
But no one knows he will us

The yell of the slain, the waves on the
Captain Flint's raising
He's my name to drive me insane
But I'll never to

Island, where the brave fell
A one-legged from the pit of hell
A greedy on his treasury
the island, oh, eternally

Long John is his law
a death bringing plot
I up in a council of war
What I heard in the from this toad

The of the slain, the waves on the rocks
Flint's raising hell
He's calling my name to drive me
But I'll never to

Treasure Island, where the fell
A one-legged devil from the pit of
A greedy demon on his
Cursed the island, oh,

We see the land, shining
But it can be our
I the boat, overload
to be too brave

Burning sun, Ben Gunn
Assassins claim the
I cut the rope, I try to
To free it from Hand's

Bulling row, law
The jolly-boats trip
Killing tried, fight
Silver's quit

Abandonment, to hand
A cunning is made
Trick or treat, make scoundrels
Their will be paid

I stumble to the
The drips from my brow
No one a lookout, oh no
The rebel it now

tries to shield me
The Black spot again
He throws the map the ground
He plays a game

Pickaxe, and shovel
The dead-man the way
No chest, no gold, no
2 guineas is pay

Musket cracks thunder
The is running red
Of Ben Gunn kept the
beginning to end

When we put to the sea
Silver's are doubly tight
Long and his counterfeit key
Sidle away the night

The of the slain, the waves on the rocks
Flint's raising hell
He's calling my name to me insane
But never return to

Treasure Island, the brave fell
A one-legged devil from the pit of
A greedy on his treasury
the island, oh, eternally

Treasure Island, where the brave
A one-legged devil the pit of hell
A demon on his treasury
Cursed the island, oh,

Treasure