Luyện nghe bài hát At Last the Secret Is Out

At last the is out,
As it always must in the end,
The delicious is ripe to tell
To to the intimate friend;
Over the and into the square
The tongues has its
waters run deep, my dear,
There's never without fire.

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

For the clear voice singing,
up in the convent wall,
The scent of the bushes,
The sporting in the hall,
The matches in summer,
The handshake, the cough, the kiss,
There is a wicked secret,
A private for this.