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
to chase away the last herring
Come empty home

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

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

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

Death grinning a scarecrow, Flying Dutchman
Seagull flown from nowhere, oh, try and touch one
As she slips in on the full tide and the master yells
All hands vanished with the captain, no one left, the tale to

So come all you lovers of the life
Look you, can you see?
Staring ghostly from the mirror, the Dutchman you will be
slowly out to sea, oh, in a misty misery, no