Luyện nghe bài hát A Drinking Song

Back at the
A bottle is
And opened in of those who have drowned,
While we who have not are with guilt
And dutifully see that not one is spilt;
drinking to life,
We're drinking to -
We're drinking none of our livers are left!
wending our way down to the spirit store,
We'll drink 'til we just can't anymore!
Raise your high,
Drink the dry!
Well, bloody my
And my eye!
If it some young Turk in search of a fight -
And Chanticleer's is sagging with pride,
For has yet to be satisfied.
Well, be thanked
We in an age
no man need bother
(Except on the stage)
With 'Dulce et 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 with of discretion reached,
May we not
Libert, Egalit,
For life in the old world yet!
always be an England (oh yes there will),
An Ireland and a (indubitably),
A Liechtenstein and Finland (absolutely right, undeniable),
And we only one chance...
Earnest young man with an tan
Puts a drink in my and says:
"I
You're in of the place
To continue the
Of the taste?
I suggest in that
You all with me
To my by the sea
Where the glasses shall be overflowing free
Alcoholic -
And free love if you -
For what has this life
If you can't realise dreams?!"
Oh, raise your high,
And drink the dry!
We'll drink beyond the of sense!
We'll 'til we start to see lovely pink elephants
our heads, inside our beds -
Inside the threads of our pyjama -
So don't shoot til you see the of our eyes
And an of elephants marching behind!
>From the day I was born 'til the night I die
All my lovers be pink and elephantine!