Luyện nghe bài hát A Drinking Song

Back at the
A is found
And opened in of those who have drowned,
While we who have not are stricken guilt
And see that not one drop is spilt;
We're to life,
drinking to death -
We're drinking 'til none of our are left!
We're our way down to the spirit store,
We'll drink 'til we just can't anymore!
your glasses high,
Drink the dry!
Well, my nose
And my eye!
If it ain't some young Turk in search of a -
And chest is sagging with pride,
For has yet to be satisfied.
Well, heaven be
We in an age
When no man need
(Except on the stage)
'Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori' -
And not tonight!
I can remember
When I was a kid -
I was free to do I wanted to,
But I never, did...
So now years of discretion reached,
May we not
Libert, Egalit,
For there's life in the old yet!
There'll always be an England (oh yes will),
An Ireland and a (indubitably),
A and Finland (absolutely right, completely undeniable),
And we have one chance...
young man with an unhealthy tan
Puts a in my hand and says:
"I
in search of the place
To the chase
Of the heavenly
I in that case
You all come me
To my by the sea
Where the glasses be overflowing with free
delights -
And love if you like -
For what point has life
If you can't realise dreams?!"
Oh, your glasses high,
And drink the dry!
We'll drink the boundaries of sense!
We'll drink 'til we start to see lovely pink
Inside our heads, our beds -
Inside the threads of our legs -
So don't shoot til you see the of our eyes
And an army of elephants behind!
the day I was born 'til the night I will die
All my lovers be pink and elephantine!