Luyện nghe bài hát A Drinking Song

Back at the
A is found
And opened in honour of those who drowned,
While we who have not are with guilt
And see that not one drop is spilt;
We're to life,
We're to death -
We're 'til none of our livers are left!
We're wending our way down to the store,
We'll 'til we just can't drink anymore!
Raise glasses high,
the cellar dry!
Well, bloody my
And my eye!
If it some young Turk in search of a fight -
And Chanticleer's chest is with pride,
For has yet to be satisfied.
Well, heaven be
We in an age
When no man need
(Except on the stage)
With 'Dulce et decorum est pro patria -
And not tonight!
I can remember
I was just a kid -
I was to do what I wanted to,
But I never, did...
So now with of discretion reached,
May we not
Libert, Egalit,
For there's in the old world yet!
There'll always be an (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 continue the
Of the heavenly
I suggest in that
You all come me
To my by the sea
Where the shall be overflowing with free
delights -
And love if you like -
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 to see lovely pink elephants
Inside our heads, inside our -
the threads of our pyjama legs -
So don't shoot til you see the reds of our
And an army of marching behind!
>From the day I was 'til the night I will die
All my lovers be pink and elephantine!