Amsterdam David Bowie
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[1] Chwyty na gitarę
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[2] Chwyty na gitarę2 ulubione
[Zwrotka 1]
aIn the port of Amsterdam there's a esailor who singsOf the
Fdreams that he brings from the Ewide open seaIn the
aport of Amsterdam there's a esailor who sleepsWhile the
driver bank Eweeps to the old wiallow treeIn the
Cport of Amsterdam there's a Gsailor who EdiesFull of
abeer, full of cries in ae drunken town EfightIn the
Fport of Amsterdam there's a Esailor who's bornOn a
dhot muggy Emorn by the adawn's early light[Instrumental]
a[Zwrotka 2]
In the aport of Amsterdam where the esailors all meetThere's a
Fsailor who eats only Efish heads and tailsAnd he'll
ashow you his teeth that have erotted too soonThat can
dhaul up the Esails that can aswallow the moonAnd he
Cyells to the cook with his Garms open EwideHey,
abring me more fish, throw it edown by my EsideAnd he
Fwants so to belch but he's Etoo full to trySo he
dstands up and Elaughs and he azips up his fly[Zwrotka 3]
aIn the port of Amsterdam you can see saielors dancePaunches
Fbursting their pants, grinding Ewomen to porchThey've for
agotten the tune that their ewhiskey voice croakeddSplitting the Enight with the aroar of their jokesAnd they
Cturn and they dance and they Glaugh and they ElustTill the
arancid sound of the acecordion EburstsAnd then
Fout of the night with their Epride in their pantsAnd the
dsluts that they Etow underaneath the street lamps[Zwrotka 4]
In the aport of Amsterdam there's a esailor who drinksAnd he
Fdrinks and he drinks and he Edrinks once againHe'll
adrink to the health of the ewhores of AmsterdamWho've
dgiven their Ebodies to a athousand other menYeah, they've
Cbargained their virtue, their Ggoodness all EgoneFor a
afew dirty coins, well he ejust can't go EonThrows his
Fnose to the sky and he Eaims it up aboveAnd he
dpisses like I Ecry on the aunfaithful loveIn the
aport of Amsterdam, in the eport of AmsterdamF E a E a
Informacje o Piosence
Słowa Jacques Brel (tłumaczenie na angielski by David Bowie – 1972)
