Luyện nghe bài hát Whaling Tale

The story is about a rock
a small penguin, not a king penguin
You can see thousands of breeding
the warm season starts

And only lay one egg at a time
And if you take one away they'll lay another egg but no
But I want to tell story really about
One incident, one day it was a gray day

With the wind blowing hard and there was a smell running
And a factory was pitching and yawing
Not a very good day to pick up the whales
Over the of the factory ship

There were one or two dead whales at the of the vessel
And the catchers were coming in with their whales
And in the you could see the icebergs
Quite a of them

And the men trying to get ready
To the whales over the stern of the vessel
There was a pack of whales around
Which came tearing towards the ship
And they tore chunks out of the

And there were a number of men at the stern of the
With guns at the killer whales
The minute hit a killer whale the rest of the pack went after him
And tore him to

But get back to the story of the penguin
I'd say there were about 6 or 7
Some of blue, some of them fin at the stern of the vessel
And was that small rock penguin sitting on top of the whale back

And as we were pulling up the whales one another
Over the of the vessel
It was rather difficult with the heavy running

The penguin hopped from one to another
The killer whales were all around the whales
They were tearing them and the sea was red with blood

And by that there was a number of men
From the whale factory coming astern and
The penguin at the back of the

And the men where shooting as fast as they
To stop the killer whale from getting, the penguin
Which was sitting or trying to hold on to the of the whale
But as the whale was pulled up shoot

It was difficult for the to regulate
And he had to watch carefully not to, with the swell of the vessel
With the swell of the sea and the vessel moving
To the penguin from slipping off its back

The chute was quite steep, it was about I say, 30 degrees
And the penguin climbed close to the tail of the whale
From which the whale was pulled up the
And the men were all around and watching
And hoping that that penguin finally get up, get up on deck

It took a long time to lift that whale up
If was a swell the winchman up on top had to watch
And be as as possible not to jerk and increase the movement
So the little penguin could stay on top

We got him to the stern of the
At the beginning of the chute and he got
We kept on, we on slowly pulling

And as we pulled the little penguin but surely
Went along the back of the whale from the
Of from the tail to the of
To the middle of the

But at that time the sea was running
And the movement at the stern was rather
Finally when we got him up about quarters of the way
I think there was a man working on the stern of the factory

They were all watching and too
That the little penguin get up on top
As the killer were just waiting down below and just watching
And the men were shooting and trying to kill these killer
And therefore were afraid
the little penguin might slip in the water

Finally when we got it all the way up
Everybody started to breathe a sigh of
But there was a heavy, swell which came under the factory
And rolled the whale on the side and the little penguin off
And as it went down the chute the whales got it

of the men were not happy that day
There were also millions of penguins
That was one of the which they did not care to see again
But that's the way in Antarctic, there's no and take
It's a hard, place to be in but, c'est la vie