Luyện nghe bài hát Amsterdam

In the port of there's a sailor who sings
Of the dreams that he brings the wide open sea.
In the of Amsterdam there's a sailor who sleeps
While the bank weeps to the old willow tree.
In the port of there's a sailor who dies
Full of beer, full of in a drunkin' down fight.
But in the port of Amsterdam there's a sailor who's
On a muggy, hot morn by the early light.

In the port of Amsterdam where the all meet
There's a who eats only fish-heads and tails.
He will show you his that have rotted too soon.
That can swallow the moon that can up the sails.
And he asks to the with his arms open wide.
Bring me fish, put it down by my side.
And he so to belch, but he's too full to try.
So he gets up and he laughs and he up his fly.

In the of Amsterdam you can see sailors dance.
bursting their pants, binding woman to paunch.
They've forgotten the tune that their whiskey croaks.
And aplitting the night with the roar of their jokes.
And they turn and dance and they laugh and they lust.
To the it sounds of the accordion burst.
it's out into the night with their pride in their pants.
With a slut that tow underneath the street lamps.

In the port of Amsterdam a sailor who drinks.
And he drinks and he drinks and he once again.
He drinks to the of the whores of Amsterdam.
Who have promised love to a thousand other men.
And they darken their bodies and their virtue long
For a few dirty coins. And then he can't go on
He plants his nose in the sky And he it up above
And he like I cry for an unfaithful love.
In the of Amsterdam.
In the of Amsterdam.
In the of Amsterdam.