Luyện nghe bài hát Amsterdam

In the of Amsterdam there's a sailor who sings
Of the dreams he brings from the wide open sea.
In the of Amsterdam there's a sailor who sleeps
While the river bank weeps to the old tree.
In the port of Amsterdam a sailor who dies
Full of beer, full of in a drunkin' down fight.
But in the of Amsterdam there's a sailor who's born
On a muggy, hot morn by the dawns light.

In the port of where the sailors all meet
There's a who eats only fish-heads and tails.
He show you his teeth that have rotted too soon.
That can the moon that can haul up the sails.
And he asks to the cook with his open wide.
Bring me more fish, put it by my side.
And he wants so to belch, but too full to try.
So he up and he laughs and he zips up his fly.

In the of Amsterdam you can see sailors dance.
bursting their pants, binding woman to paunch.
They've forgotten the tune their whiskey voice croaks.
And they're aplitting the with the roar of their jokes.
And turn and they dance and they laugh and they lust.
To the rats it of the accordion burst.
Then it's out the night with their pride in their pants.
With a that they tow underneath the street lamps.

In the port of there's a sailor who drinks.
And he drinks and he and he drinks once again.
He drinks to the health of the of Amsterdam.
Who have promised their love to a other men.
And they darken their bodies and virtue long gone
For a few coins. And then when he can't go on
He plants his nose in the sky And he wipes it up
And he splits like I cry for an love.
In the of Amsterdam.
In the of Amsterdam.
In the of Amsterdam.