Luyện nghe bài hát Birds Of Paradise Farm

My parents these people who
For all their faults very nice;
They a farm whose "Olde Worlde" charm
it the name of "Paradise".
We to stay one holiday,
We played and burned our arms;
But I was charmed and for words,
When I heard the birds of Paradise Farm.
Singing gay all the day long,
Making love to the gong,
Wondering when human friend
come to feed them.
I in the trees and in the air,
I searched the eaves of barns
finally, to my despair,
I the caged birds in Paradise Farm.
gay songs all the day long,
Making love to the gong,
Wondering why their lives
Should be spent iron bars.
Now "Leonardo da Vinci",
"St. of Assisi"...
But "Neil of The See House, Fivemiletown"-
Well, it doesn't sound right somehow!
Singing gay songs all long,
Making to the dinner gong,
Wondering when their friend
Would come to them.
When the last day came, I my time.
They called my name, and revved the
"When nature calls you must reply", laughed,
goodbye to Paradise Farm.