Luyện nghe bài hát Sealion

Over the mountains and the sky
Riding gray horses, go you and I
Mating chance, copulating with mirth
The sad glad paymasters, for it's worth?

The ice castles are refrigerated
The are on parade
There's a golden handshake hanging 'round neck
As you light your cigarette on the burning

And you balance your on the tip of your nose
Like a sea lion a ball at the carnival

You wear a shiny and a funny hat
The almighty animal trainer, let's it go at
You bark so slightly at the trainer's gun
With you melting in the noon-day sun

You flip and you flop under the big top
the long-legged ring mistress starts and stops
But you know, all, the act is wearing thin
As the crowd grow and the boos begin

But you balance your world on the tip of your
You're a sea lion with a at the carnival

a trace of pride upon our fixed grins
For there is no business like the show in
is no reason, no rhyme, no right
To leave the circus we've said good night

The same in the same old way
It's the same old story to this passion
So well shoot the moon and hope to the tune
And make no pin cushion of this big

Look how we the world on the tips of our noses
Like sea lions a ball at the carnival