Luyện nghe bài hát At Last the Secret Is Out

At last the is out,
As it always must in the end,
The delicious story is to tell
To tell to the friend;
Over the tea-cups and into the
The tongues has its
Still run deep, my dear,
never smoke without fire.

Behind the in the reservoir,
the ghost on the links,
Behind the who dances
And the man who drinks,
the look of fatigue
The attack of migraine and the
There is always story,
is more than meets the eye.

For the clear voice singing,
High up in the wall,
The of the elder bushes,
The sporting in the hall,
The matches in summer,
The handshake, the cough, the kiss,
is always a wicked secret,
A reason for this.