Luyện nghe bài hát Amsterdam

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

In the port of Amsterdam where the all meet
a sailor who eats only fish-heads and tails.
He will show you his teeth that have too soon.
can swallow the moon that can haul up the sails.
And he asks to the cook his arms open wide.
me more fish, put it down by my side.
And he wants so to belch, but too full to try.
So he gets up and he and he zips up his fly.

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

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