Luyện nghe bài hát The Talisman

When I stand and look the port
And contemplate my life, I ever see my countrymen again?

As the captain us on the deck, I take my things and walk
To the harbor I glance back one last time
Fleeing our nation, our we leave behind
Ships by the tenfold sail out on the

We are pleased to be out and embracing the sea
Free our troubles and more free from thee
Inheritors unfulfilled reason us
We flee from what is not, what is be

We flee the earth and our harsh reality
Will death be low mist that on the sea?
We run from the evil tongues, rash judgments, men
Never to be seen on these shores

As we sail into size and lose sight of land
A face of contentment in the air
We're off now to seek all our
To the of our dreams

Riding the waves and the storm is us
The winds lash the sails but the ropes them tight
Off in the a dark cloud approaching
None could imagine there was to come

No, there's no one back, no, there's not a second chance
As we strap the side, we pray to God that we won't die

As we ride the rough seas, as we soak the ocean waves
I just hope for all our lives and pray that I
Four ships are in the stormy conditions
The spirits of the sunken crews, phantoms follow us

Spirits, sails, drive us on through the all consuming waves
Cold mortality, no against these ever raging seas

leagues and ten and we hit storms again
We just can't get from the eye of the storm
The birds out soar the raging but we cannot escape it
Abandoned earth that we now is many leagues from safe

on for our dear lives and we're praying once again
Rotten luck or just The talisman is in my hand

Limbs fatigued, trembling with cold, blinded the sea spray salt
Clasping anything we can hold, heaven's rain us falls
Twenty days without a and ten without fresh water still
that didn't die in storms, the scurvy rest did slaughter

Westward the tide, westward we on
Westward the tide, sail by the

We approach the other side of the ocean with the
In our favor for once, welcome greeting, our new land
The elation in our hearts, the excitement in our
As we sail the coastline of our golden promised land

limbs fatigued away, I have no life left in me
No more strength and nothing left to give, find the will to live
Never thought that we could make it, sight of shores divine
The sickness I am dying from, never it to end this way

Westward the tide, westward we on
the tide, sail by the talisman
Westward the tide, we sail on
Westward the tide, by the talisman