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Thread #3230 Message #665500
Posted By: Dicho (Frank Staplin)
08-Mar-02 - 09:41 PM
Thread Name: Lyr/Chords Req: Port of Amsterdam
Subject: RE: Port of Amsterdam
Lyr. Add: AMSTERDAM
In the port of Amsterdam There are sailors who sing About the dreams that haunt them Away from Amsterdam. In the port of Amsterdam There are sailors who sleep Stretched out like pennants Along the dismal banks. In the port of Amsterdam There are sailors who die Full of beer and tragedy In the first light of dawn. But in the port of Amsterdam There are sailors new-born In the growing heat of the languid seas.
In the port of amsterdam There are sailors who eat On bright white tablecloths, of the shimmering fish, And hey show you their teeth Made to bite into fate, To unhook the moon, To haul up the mast ropes And there is the smell of cod Even to the heart of the french fries Which their thick hands ask To come back for more; Then they get up laughing, As loud as a storm; They close up their fly And go out belching.
In the port of Amsterdam There are sailors who dance Rubbing their bellies Against the bellies of women, And they turn and they dance Like spitting suns In the rending sounds Of a rancid accordion. They twist up their necks To hear themselves laugh Until all of a sudden The accordion gives out Then with a grave gesture And with a proud glance, They bring out their *"Dutchman" (batave) Into the bright light...
In the port of Amsterdam There are sailors who drink And drink and drink again And then drink again. They drink to the health Of the whores of Amsterdam, Of Hamburg and other places, In short they drink to the women Who give them their pretty bodies Who give them their virtue For a piece of gold And when they have drunk enough, They stand, their noses to the sky, They blow their noses to the stars And they piss as I cry Over the unfaithful women In the port of Amsterdam In the port of Amsterdam
Mostly the translation of Marie de Grazia. *used by de Grazia. Brel This also owes to the partial translation by Wolfgang.