Luyện nghe bài hát Black Canal

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

another beer boy, take it with a pinch of snuff
And my eyes bedazzled, by the jewels in his silken cuff
And a voice rolled out from an ashen cloud from 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 afternoon was wasted, I became
I was becoming wrapped up in his
I became aware of the smell from the in his buttonhole

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

All the silks out of
And all the out of spain
All the powders for your
Will keep the at bay

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

And my world was spinnin', my was awash
With promises and his beer
And I looked up as he reached
And the flower in his buttonhole
He smiled and his eyes
I was staring at a suit with no

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

(derek paterson)