Luyện nghe bài hát Beeswing

I was nineteen I came to town
They called it the of Love
were burning babies, burning flags
The hawks the doves
I took a job in the
on Cauldrum Street
And I fell in with a laundry girl
Who was next to me

Oh she was a rare thing, as a bee's wing
So fine a of wind might blow her away
She was a lost child, oh she was running
She said, "As long as no price on love, I'll stay
And you wouldn't want me any way"

hair zig-zag around her face
And a look of
a fox caught in the headlights
There was in her eyes
She said, "Young man, oh you see
I'm not the kind
If you take me out of here
surely lose my mind"

Oh she was a rare thing, fine as a bee's
So fine that I might her where she lay
She was a lost child, she was wild
She said, "As long as there's no on love, I'll stay
And you wouldn't want me any way"

We busked around the towns
And picked fruit in Kent
And we tinker lamps and pots
And knives wherever we
And I said we might settle down
Get a few dug
Fire in the hearth and babies on the rug

She "Oh man, you foolish man
It surely like hell
You might be of half the world
not own me as well"

Oh she was a rare thing, as a bee's wing
So fine a breath of wind might blow her
She was a lost child, oh she was wild
She said, "As long as no price on love, I'll stay
And you wouldn't me any other way"

We was camping down the Gower one
The work was pretty
She we shouldn't wait for the frost
And I maybe we should
We was more in those days
And tempers reached a
And like a I let her run
With the itch

Oh the last I she's sleeping rough
Back on the beat
White Horse in her hip
And a at her feet
And they say she married once
A man Romany Brown
But a gypsy caravan
Was too much settling

And say her flower is faded now
Hard weather and hard
But maybe that's just the
You pay for the you refuse

Oh she was a rare thing, fine as a wing
And I miss her more than ever could say
If I could taste all of her wildness now
If I could her in my arms today
Well I wouldn't want her any way