Luyện nghe bài hát Black Canal

They'll always find a for you in the sidewalk cafes
No one ventures into the streets days
Except strangers and those me, looking for work
I the smell when I got off the bus
And traced it down to a canal ran
Right through the heart of the
Like an open vein of black rotten blood
A mirror surface broken only by the of gas
Escaping the stagnating mess that lay on the bottom
by the chemicals and effluent of the city
Which was fed, in turn, by the barges and the
That followed that and created the waves across that
Surface to the dockside where they unloaded holds,
The of people clambering over them
I sat in a cafe and I was holding my own
And minding my own
And a voice spoke in my ears as if it
That I was questioning the of the smell

Have another boy, take it with a pinch of snuff
And my eyes were bedazzled, by the jewels in his cuff
And a voice rolled out from an cloud from behind a long cigar
Son, you'll never need to smell the black

It was as if he'd my mind, as if he expected it
And, as the was wasted, I became aware
I was becoming up in his world
I aware of the smell from the bouquet in his buttonhole

It was taking me from the canal
And from my questions
I was aware that the perfumes were all us
And he sold me the city, well at he tried to with all his stories

All the out of china
And all the satins out of
All the powders for noses
Will the stench at bay

Have another beer boy, it with a pinch of snuff
Your will be bedazzled, by the jewels in my scented cuff
And a voice rolled out from an ashen cloud from a long cigar
Son, you'll never need to smell this canal

And my world was spinnin', my was awash
this promises and his beer
And I looked up as he down
And the flower in his buttonhole
He smiled and his lied
I was at a suit with no soul

No matter how you them
How you and bleach and boil
You'll never get rid of the smell of the canal
Of the canal
canal
The black
The canal
The canal

(derek paterson)