Luyện nghe bài hát Flying Dutchman

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

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

Wee girl in a hat, from far east warring
Sad cargo of an old ship, young whoring
Slow ocean hobo, ports closed to her
No hope of immigration, keep on through

So come all you lovers of the life
Your children in the sun
And set a sympathetic flag
Oh, and be when the Dutchman comes
Oh, you better be there when the Dutchman

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

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