Luyện nghe bài hát Treasure Island

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

Keeping nothing back but its and that only
Because the major part of the has not been lifted yet.
I think we would never have begun this adventure
And set with the 'Hispaniola', if we had known

would happen and that some of us would never return
Having lost their
Sometimes the whole story haunts
And me the worst nightmares I ever had.

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

Mr. Bones is Black Dog
He to split him to the chine
Blind Pew the of the spot
trampling his spine, yeah

We have the map to start our
The Squire has the ship and the
Long John is the man the grip
But no one knows he raid us

The yell of the slain, the waves on the
Captain raising hell
He's calling my name to drive me
But I'll return to

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

Long is spreading his law
Hatching a death bringing
I show up in a of war
What I heard in the barrel from toad

The yell of the slain, the waves on the
Captain Flint's hell
calling my name to drive me insane
But I'll return to

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

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

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

row, cannon law
The jolly-boats last
tried, stockade fight
Silver's quit

Abandonment, to hand
A pack is made
Trick or treat, scoundrels bleed
dullness will be paid

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

tries to shield me
The Black spot comes
He the map onto the ground
He plays a game

Pickaxe, rope and
The marks the way
No chest, no gold, no
2 guineas is pay

Musket cracks like
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 yell of the slain, the waves on the
Flint's raising hell
He's calling my name to me insane
But never return to

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

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

Treasure