Luyện nghe bài hát A Drinking Song

Back at the
A bottle is
And opened in of those who have drowned,
we who have not are stricken with guilt
And see that not one drop is spilt;
drinking to life,
We're drinking to -
We're drinking 'til of our livers are left!
We're our way down to the spirit store,
We'll drink 'til we just drink anymore!
Raise glasses high,
the cellar dry!
Well, my nose
And my eye!
If it some young Turk in search of a fight -
And Chanticleer's chest is sagging pride,
For has yet to be satisfied.
Well, be thanked
We in an age
When no man bother
(Except on the stage)
'Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori' -
And not tonight!
I can remember
I was just a kid -
I was free to do I wanted to,
But I never, did...
So now with years of reached,
May we not
Libert, Egalit,
For there's in the old world yet!
always be an England (oh yes there will),
An Ireland and a (indubitably),
A Liechtenstein and (absolutely right, completely undeniable),
And we have one chance...
young man with an unhealthy tan
Puts a in my hand and says:
"I
You're in of the place
To the chase
Of the taste?
I suggest in that
You all come me
To my by the sea
Where the shall be overflowing with free
delights -
And free love if you -
For what has this life
If you can't you're dreams?!"
Oh, raise glasses high,
And the town dry!
We'll beyond the boundaries of sense!
We'll drink 'til we start to see pink elephants
Inside our heads, our beds -
Inside the threads of our pyjama -
So shoot til you see the reds of our eyes
And an army of elephants behind!
>From the day I was born 'til the I will die
All my lovers will be and elephantine!