Luyện nghe bài hát Birds Of Paradise Farm

My knew these people who
For all their faults were very
They a farm whose "Olde Worlde" charm
it the name of "Paradise".
We came to one holiday,
We played croquet and our arms;
But I was charmed and for words,
When first I the birds of Paradise Farm.
gay songs all the day long,
Making to the dinner gong,
Wondering their human friend
Would come to them.
I looked in the and in the air,
I searched the eaves of barns
finally, to my despair,
I the caged birds in Paradise Farm.
Singing gay all the day long,
Making to the dinner gong,
Wondering why their tiny
Should be behind 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 love to the gong,
Wondering when their friend
come to free them.
When the day came, I took my time.
called my name, and revved the car;
"When nature you must reply", they laughed,
Waving to Paradise Farm.