Luyện nghe bài hát Sealion

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

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

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

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

You and you flop under the big white top
Where the long-legged ring mistress and stops
But you know, after all, the act is thin
As the crowd grow uneasy and the boos

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

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

The performance in the same old way
the same old story to this passion play
So well the moon and hope to call the tune
And no pin cushion of this big balloon

Look how we balance the world on the tips of our
sea lions with a ball at the carnival