Luyện nghe bài hát Epistle to Derroll

Come all ye starfish
in the deep blue sea
crawl to me i have proposition to thee
would you the north sea floor
to Belgium England
Bring me word of a man
a tattoo on his hand.

The of the starfish
spoke as spokesman
"If'n you met our fee
we would,
If you a looking-glass
the scallopped sand
You'll have word o' banjo man
a tattoo on his hand."

"Come ye starfish
I know ways are caped
its because your astrologically shaped,
Converse the herring shoals
as I you can
Bring me o' the banjo man
a tattoo on his hand."

The eldest of the
spoke, a sigh,
"Youthfull as you are man
you a 'Wisdom Eye';
you must know a looking-glass
is made from
These youngfish are you
this banjo man."

"Come aged starfish
me no more,
for news I am
and my heart is
All on the seashore,
me if you can,
Tell to me if you
of this man."

"All through the seven
I am a star, famed,
Many have I lost
and many I gained,
Strange to say recently
I've to FlemiSH Land
And if you are
tell you all I can."

"You have my attention"
I answered him glee,
His stars were twinkling
in the sky the sea
So I sat with rapt
attention, on the sand,
very anxious for to
of the man.

"I seen this tattooed hand
a ship port-hole,
Steaming on the watery
through the so cold,
Heard his tinkling and
his so grand
but you come to Belgium
to his tattooed hand."

"Gladly would I oh
gladly I go,
Had I not my to do
and my to show,
I rejoice to he's well
but I go inland,
you for the words you brought
of the man."

I walked the evening sand
as charcoal clouds did
revealing the shining
on the drift
Contemplating other word
the starfish
whistly winds they filled my
in my bed.