Luyện nghe bài hát Treasure Island

Squire and Dr. Livesay
Having me, Jim Hawkins
To tell everybody the tale about the 'Island'
treasure and Mr. Silver.

Keeping back but its position and that only
Because the major part of the treasure has not lifted yet.
I personally think we would never have this adventure
And set course with the 'Hispaniola', if we had

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

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

Mr. Bones is Black Dog
He want to split him to the
Pew the bringer of the spot
Horse-hooves trampling his spine,

We the map to start our trip
The has the ship and the sailors
Long John is the man with the
But no one he will raid us

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

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

Long is spreading his law
Hatching a death plot
I up in a council of war
I heard in the barrel from this toad

The yell of the slain, the on the rocks
Captain raising hell
He's calling my to drive 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,

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

Burning sun, find Ben
claim the ship
I cut the rope, I try to
To it from Hand's grip

Bulling row, law
The jolly-boats trip
Killing tried, stockade
Silver's villains

Abandonment, to Silver's
A pack is made
Trick or treat, scoundrels bleed
Their dullness will be

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

Silver to shield me
The spot comes again
He throws the map onto the
He a tricky game

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

Musket cracks like
The blood is red
Of Ben Gunn the treasure
From to end

we put back to the sea
Silver's chains are doubly
Long and his counterfeit key
away through the night

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

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

Treasure Island, where the brave
A devil from the pit of hell
A demon on his treasury
the island, oh, eternally

Treasure