Luyện nghe bài hát Treasure Island

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

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

What would happen and that some of us would return
Having lost lives
Sometimes the whole story haunts
And brings me the nightmares I ever had.

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

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

We have the map to start our
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 waves on the
Captain Flint's raising
calling my name to drive me insane
But I'll never to

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

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

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

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

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

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

Bulling row, law
The jolly-boats trip
Killing tried, stockade
villains quit

Abandonment, to hand
A cunning pack is
or treat, make scoundrels bleed
Their will be paid

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

Silver to shield me
The Black spot again
He throws the map the ground
He plays a tricky

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

cracks like thunder
The is running red
Of Ben Gunn kept the
From to end

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

The yell of the slain, the waves on the
Captain Flint's 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 demon on his treasury
the island, oh, eternally

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

Treasure