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Amsterdam
David Bowie Lyrics


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 town 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 fish heads 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 yells to the cook
With his arms open wide
"Hey, bring me more fish
Throw 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
Paunches bursting their pants
Grinding women to porch
They've forgotten the tune
That their whiskey voice croaked
Splitting the night
With the roar of their jokes
And they turn and they dance
And they laugh and they lust
Till the rancid sound of the accordion bursts
And then out of the night
With their pride in their pants
And the sluts that they tow
Underneath the street lamp

In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who drinks
And he drinks and he drinks
And he drinks once again
He'll drink to the health
Of the whores of Amsterdam
Who've given their bodies
To a thousand other men
Yeah, they've bargained their virtue
Their goodness all gone
For a few dirty coins
When he just can't go on
Throws his nose to the sky
Aims it up above
And he pisses like I cry
On the unfaithful love

In the port of Amsterdam
In the port of Amsterdam

Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: JACQUES ROMAN BREL, MORT SHUMAN

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Omar Tamer

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 town 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 fish heads 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 yells to the cook with his arms open wide
"Hey, bring me more fish, throw 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
Paunches bursting their pants grinding women to porch
They've forgotten the tune that their whiskey voice croaked
Splitting the night with the roar of their jokes
And they turn and they dance and they laugh and they lust
Till the rancid sound of the accordion bursts
And then out of the night with their pride in their pants
And the sluts that they tow underneath the street lamps
In the port of Amsterdam there's a sailor who drinks
And he drinks and he drinks and he drinks once again
He'll drink to the health of the whores of Amsterdam
Who've given their bodies to a thousand other men
Yeah, they've bargained their virtue, their goodness all gone
For a few dirty coins, well, he just can't go on
Throws his nose to the sky and he aims it up above
And he pisses like I cry on the unfaithful love
In the port of Amsterdam
In the port of Amsterdam



All comments from YouTube:

Pikaxu Biq

Généralement, les adaptations de Brel en Anglais sont nullissimes (manque total de tragique lorsque Brel écrit tragique), mais là, chapeau !!! Le texte garde sa violence et sa force, et David Bowie chipote pas, et "mouille la chemise" comme le faisait le Grand Jacques.
C'est un grand, un très bel hommage, rendu à Brel. C'est du pur jus.
S'il existe un endroit où ils ont pu se retrouver (va savoir ???) ils doivent se murger ensemble, dans un troquet blafard sur les quais de l'éternité.
À un de ces quatre ... si on a cette chance !!!

Marc Tozie

I probably was mixing Amsterdam and beyond the sea - had more than a few beveridges last night !

Matta vraie

@Daniel ROURE Il a écrit aussi pou Elvis

trorisk

La reprise de la chanson de Jacky par Scott Walter est plutot bonne je trouve.

Augustin Juan

Magnifique commentaire en tous cas..

Serge Petiteau

Et pourtant Brel n'a pas voulu rencontrer Bowie. Une erreur de sa part. Comme quoi ...

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Elisa Bruno

Jacques Brel, David Bowie .... wonderful men, wonderful musicians.

no one

Legendary !

Bruce7506

Repose en paix mon ami. Tu as rejoint le Grand Jacques et vous discutez de ce putain de port d'Amsterdam ou on bouffe des frites et où on boit des binouzes à la santé des  putains d'Amsterdam......

jean-louis Biglu

@Clément Bascour Il était pote avec des gens comme Lino Ventura et consort, alors voir Bowie reprendre sa chanson c'était un peu perturbant pour lui, mais je pense qu'il était plutôt bienveillant par rapport à ça...

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