[00:00.00] 作词 : Gaweda Dominika
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Rurak-Sokal Pawel
[00:02.21]Artist: David Bowie lyrics
[00:02.55]Album: Other Song Lyrics
[00:02.93]Title: Amsterdam
[00:03.33]by桃花郎
[00:04.75]In the port of Amsterdam
[00:06.06]There's a sailor who sings
[00:11.99]Of the dream that he brings
[00:15.08]From the wide open sea
[00:19.42]In the port of Amsterdam
[00:22.82]There's a sailor who sleeps
[00:27.40]While the river bank weeps
[00:29.96]To the old willow tree
[00:33.48]In the port of Amsterdam
[00:36.72]There's a sailor who dies
[00:43.89]Full of beer, full of cries
[00:47.95]In a drunken town fight
[00:51.88]In the port of Amsterdam
[00:53.12]There's a sailor who's born
[00:55.94]On a hot muggy morn
[00:58.93]By the dawn's early light
[01:08.69]In the port of Amsterdam
[01:11.91]Where the sailors all meet
[01:13.70]There's a sailor who eats
[01:15.93]Only fish heads and tails
[01:18.91]And he'll show you his teeth
[01:21.68]That have rotten too soon
[01:24.31]That can haul up the sails
[01:26.84]That can swallow the moon
[01:29.02]And he yells to the cook
[01:32.64]With his arms open wide
[01:34.26]"Hey, bring me more fish
[01:36.36]Throw it down by my side"
[01:40.16]And he wants so to belch
[01:42.75]But he's too full to try
[01:45.77]So he stands up and laughs
[01:47.32]And he zip up his fly
[01:49.29]In the port of Amsterdam
[01:51.74]You can see sailors dance
[01:55.10]Paunches bursting their pants
[01:57.59]Grinding women to porch
[02:00.50]They've forgotten the tune
[02:03.13]That their whiskey voice
[02:04.09]croaked
[02:05.64]Splitting the night
[02:07.10]With the roar of their jokes
[02:09.63]And they turn and they dance
[02:12.25]And they laugh and they lust
[02:14.85]Till the rancid sound
[02:17.39]of the accordion bursts
[02:20.14]And then out of the night
[02:22.62]With their pride in their pants
[02:25.47]And the sluts that they tow
[02:27.86]Underneath the street lamps
[02:30.23]In the port of Amsterdam
[02:32.99]There's a sailor who drinks
[02:35.08]And he drinks and he drinks
[02:36.79]And he drinks once again
[02:40.78]He'll drink to the health
[02:43.61]Of the whores of Amsterdam
[02:46.59]Who've given their bodies
[02:48.31]To a thousand other men
[02:50.32]Yeah, they've bargained their virtue
[02:53.33]Their goodness all gone
[02:55.86]For a few dirty coins
[02:58.57]Well he just can't go on
[03:02.91]Throws his nose to the sky
[03:06.10]And he aims it up above
[03:08.64]And he pisses like I cry
[03:11.33]On the unfaithful love
[03:13.15]In the port of Amsterdam
[03:14.99]In the port of Amsterdam

作词 : Gaweda Dominika
作曲 : Rurak-Sokal Pawel
Artist: David Bowie lyrics
Album: Other Song Lyrics
Title: Amsterdam
by桃花郎
In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who sings
Of the dream that he brings
From the wide open sea
In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who sleeps
While the river bank weeps
To the old willow tree
In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who dies
Full of beer, full of cries
In a drunken town fight
In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who's born
On a hot muggy morn
By the dawn's early light
In the port of Amsterdam
Where the sailors all meet
There's a sailor who eats
Only fish heads and tails
And he'll show you his teeth
That have rotten too soon
That can haul up the sails
That can swallow the moon
And he yells to the cook
With his arms open wide
"Hey, bring me more fish
Throw it down by my side"
And he wants so to belch
But he's too full to try
So he stands up and laughs
And he zip up his fly
In the port of Amsterdam
You can see sailors dance
Paunches bursting their pants
Grinding women to porch
They've forgotten the tune
That their whiskey voice
croaked
Splitting the night
With the roar of their jokes
And they turn and they dance
And they laugh and they lust
Till the rancid sound
of the accordion bursts
And then out of the night
With their pride in their pants
And the sluts that they tow
Underneath the street lamps
In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who drinks
And he drinks and he drinks
And he drinks once again
He'll drink to the health
Of the whores of Amsterdam
Who've given their bodies
To a thousand other men
Yeah, they've bargained their virtue
Their goodness all gone
For a few dirty coins
Well he just can't go on
Throws his nose to the sky
And he aims it up above
And he pisses like I cry
On the unfaithful love
In the port of Amsterdam
In the port of Amsterdam