Don't like the boy gets. Nor did it go, don't like letting go. Bye. Mamma! A wicked mess, and it's merited punishment. O God, preserve us from the north! No. Thank you. No, no. Thank you. He has a hundred eyes.
Billy Budd, Act 2: "Don't like the french!" (Sailing Master, First Lieutenant, Vere) โดย Kent Nagano – เนื้อเพลง & คัฟเวอร์
