L’IAMSTERDAM

In the port of Amsterdam
Are sailors singing
The dreams that haunt
Off Amsterdam
In the port of Amsterdam
Are sailors who sleep
As banners
Along the bleak shores
In the port of Amsterdam
Are sailors die
Full of beer and dramas
At first light
But in the port of Amsterdam
Are sailors born
In the thick heat
Languor ocean
In the port of Amsterdam
Are sailors who eat
On too white tablecloths
dripping fish
Jacques Brel