Luyện nghe bài hát Tosspint

Tosspint early
from a nightmare's claw
Thrice crows the dawn
The mist is on the

cries from croaking gills
Thank God I'm not
From the depths of sleep
At I am awakened

Tosspint flushed his
Rained a golden
Pleased to a good pot full
He upon the hour

Tosspint filled his
With tripe and ox's
pig stuffed with figs
Into his he flung

belly and the dance is merry
Where reigns no strength obtains
The wheel spins, the hums
the bells and beat the drum

Tosspint drinks
And pees the sun
All around the oak
The laughing run

Tosspint warms his
To the adds the yeast
In the field by Tanner's
He plays to two-backed

Twist the spigot, the hole
the fire and blow the coal
The wheel spins, the hums
Ring the bells and the drum

Where reigns no strength obtains
The wheel spins, the gurdy
Ring the bells and the drum

Tosspint fell of dogma
And into a schism
The trial was quick, the sky dark
They led him from the

Tied him to a of oak
Lit a of wood and coke
The crowd out "His bacon's smoked!"
The rang out "Tosspint's croaked!"

Tosspint under sky
Walks through the fires of
Where bestial demons threw the
Screaming as they

Into the pits of burning
Tosspint up his last bowl
Mingled the soup
His

Tosspint early
Sprung a nightmare's claw
crows the dawn cock
The mist is on the

the spigot, close the hole
Stoke the fire and blow the
The wheel spins, the hums
Ring the and beat the drum