Luyện nghe bài hát Whaling Stories

Pailing well sixteen days
A task was set
the town and rob the tower
And steal the

Close the door and bar the
But keep the clean
God's alive inside a
Watch the screen

Rum was served to all the
Pygmies held in check
Bloodhounds nosed the houses
Down alleys sailors crept

Six struck, the pot was boiling
Soup out on passers by
Angels incantations
Closely by god on high

Lightning struck out, fire and
Boiling oil and steam
Darkness struck with molten
glorified the scene

Not a man who had a
Not a man who could be
Nothing
(Not nor number)
stormed its final scream

Daybreak washed with sands of
Rotting all it clean
peeped out on their neighbors
Inside fireside gleam

Shalimar, the trumpets
Angels all shall take
Those alive will meet the
Those at peace shall see wake