Luyện nghe bài hát The Volga Boatsman Song

Down by the Volga the lonely Boatsman
Towing on his back that celestial
From the heavens above, the shows his hand
But the Boatsman laughs - the hand contains cocaine.
And down the - memories of the Golden Horde
And up the Volga - damsels on the shore
Such Kozelsky brew, such a waterly
Oh pale blue snow, my blood to the core.
How the winter simply us with its iron and ice
Pacified us, the quietly turned into
When the snow starts to melt - oh what shall entice
When the ice starts to brea - oh how I sing.
Is this just Volga or Flood?
Or simply a lord and the traces he
But I couldn't less, I'm lamost ready, my love
I am ready to sing to you out from the
And the dark of the deep, oh how the bells sing
>From behind the old wall comes to be believed
Oh forgive me my sins thw wave of you wing
Oh forgive me my - say something, please!
So Seraphim golden winged-pomp
Burn and nor your own guiding star
I couldn't care less, I've the bit to chomp
I have no part - just whenever you are.
So, here's our life: either SECAM or PAL
full collapse or the Savior will dote
Going to find the start of it all
Got drunk and fell - and that's all she wrote
The are silent, it's the women who scream
With a howl from the boondocks or some love
Either the Saving Fast or some saving
Don't you hear my knock - please, open the !
So, us with the angels or among the boar
But please don't mute, I can't make it fire
Whenever I may roam I keep knocking at the
But oh my above, have mercy on me, Sire.