Luyện nghe bài hát All In The Golden Afternoon

All in the golden afternoon full leisurely we
For both our oars, with little skill, by arms are plied
While little hands make vain pretence our wanderings to
Our to guide
Ah, three! In such an hour, beneath such dreamy weather
To beg a of breath too weak to stir the tiniest feather
Yet what can one poor voice avail, against three tongues
Against tongues together
Anon, to sudden silence won, in fancy they
The dream child through a land of wonders wild and new
In friendly chat with bird or beast--and believe it true
And half believe it
And ever, as the story the wells of fancy dry
And strove that weary one to put the subject by
The next time--"It is next time" the happy cry!
The happy cry!
Thus the tale of wonderland, thus slowly one by one
Its quaint events were hammered now the tale is done
And home we
A merry
Beneath the sun