Luyện nghe bài hát Flying Dutchman

Old lady with a barrow, near ending
Standing by the harbor wall, warm sending
Children on the sea swell, not fishers of men
to chase away the last herring
Come home again

So come all you lovers of the life
On your run
And set a sail of own devising
And be there when the comes
Oh, you be there when the Dutchman comes

Wee girl in a straw hat, far east warring
Sad cargo of an old ship, young bodies
Slow ocean hobo, ports to her crew
No hope of immigration, on passing through

So come all you lovers of the life
children playing in the sun
And set a sympathetic a-flying
Oh, and be when the Dutchman comes
Oh, you be there when the Dutchman comes

Death like a scarecrow, Flying Dutchman
pilots flown from nowhere, oh, try and touch one
As she slips in on the full tide and the harbor yells
All hands vanished the captain, no one left, the tale to tell

So all you lovers of the good life
Look around you, can you
Staring from the mirror, it's the Dutchman you will be
Floating out to sea, oh, in a misty misery, no