Amsterdam Lyrics
Amsterdam (阿姆斯特丹) - Nijinsky Style
Written by：BREL
In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor
Who sings
Of the dreams 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 down 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 fishheads and tails
And he'll show you his teeth
That have rotted too soon
That can haul up the sails
That can swallow the moon
And he turns to the cook
With his arms open wide ey
Bring me more fish put 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 zips up his fly
In the port of amsterdam
You can see sailors dance
They bursting my pants
Grinding women to paunch
They've forgotten the tune
That their whiskeyvoice croaks
Splitting the night with the roar of their jokes
And they turn and they dance
And they laugh and they lust
'Til the rancid sound of the accordion bursts in the light
Into the night with their pride in their pants
And the slut that they tow
Underneath the streetlamps
In the port of amsterdam
There's a sailor who drinks
And he drinks and he drinks
And he drinks once again
He drinks to the health
Of the whores of amsterdam
Who give them their bodies
To a thousand other men
They bargained their bodies
Their virtues all gone
For a few dirty coins
And he just can't go on
He puts his nose in the sky
And he wipes it up above
And he pisses like I cry
For an unfaithful love