Luyện nghe bài hát Black Canal

They'll always find a place for you in the cafes
No one into the streets these days
Except strangers and like me, looking for work
I noticed the smell I got off the bus
And it down to a canal that ran
Right through the of the city
Like an open full of black rotten blood
A mirror surface only by the bubbles of gas
Escaping from the stagnating mess lay on the bottom
Fuelled by the and effluent of the city
Which was fed, in turn, by the and the ships
That that line and created the waves across that
Surface to the where they unloaded their holds,
The swarms of people clambering them
I sat in a cafe and I was holding my own
And my own business
And a spoke in my ears as if it recognized
That I was questioning the of the smell

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

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

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

All the silks out of
And all the out of spain
All the for your noses
keep the stench at bay

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

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

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

(derek paterson)