Luyện nghe bài hát The Talisman

When I and look about the port
And my life, will I ever see my countrymen again?

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

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

We flee the earth and face our reality
Will be low mist that hangs on the sea?
We run from the tongues, rash judgments, selfish men
to be seen on these shores again

As we sail into ocean size and sight of land
A face of around in the air
off now to seek all our fortunes
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 distance a dark cloud
None imagine what there was to come

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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