Luyện nghe bài hát Farmer From the West

as our ships sails moonlight
the mighty blows
there's a scream from the cabin
not a sailor could known
is it he who killed the
is it he who cut him
is our masquerade not
has the king not found his

see i'm a man of decisions
a farmer from the
i will find the murderer
and i will fight him for the
so if i die, the bridges
if i don't, the bell
cause we will his bloody body
we will hang it the sails

cause i won't be home for winter
no, i won't be for your spring
if the good lord comes to find this here of mine
he see, yes he will see

see was blood upon the window
the thunder on by
when we saw the coming
we heard the cry
"swim for shore, i'm a dead man,
burn the to the ground!
i've got the in my bosom,
and god can't me now"

cause i be home for your winter
and i be home for your spring
if the good comes to find this body here of mine
he will see, yes he see

that was the last time we had him
the sank to the sea
and if you to the wind blow
you'll hear the scream
"swim for shore, cause i'm a man,
burn the to the ground!
i've got the in my bosom,
god, no god can't me now"

i won't be home for your winter
and i won't be home for your
if the good lord comes to find this body here of
he see, yes he will see