Luyện nghe bài hát Flying Dutchman

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

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

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

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

Death grinning like a scarecrow, Flying
Seagull pilots from nowhere, oh, try and touch one
As she slips in on the full and the harbor master yells
All vanished with the captain, no one left, the tale to tell

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