Luyện nghe bài hát Black Canal

They'll always find a place for you in the cafes
No one ventures into the streets days
Except strangers and those like me, looking for
I noticed the when I got off the bus
And it down to a canal that ran
Right through the of the city
an open vein full of black rotten blood
A mirror surface broken only by the of gas
from 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
That followed that line and the waves across that
Surface to the where they unloaded their holds,
The of people clambering over them
I sat in a cafe and I was holding my own
And my own business
And a voice spoke in my ears as if it
That I was questioning the of the smell

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

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

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

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

Have beer boy, take it with a pinch of snuff
eyes 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 need to smell this black canal

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

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

(derek paterson)