Luyện nghe bài hát Canadian Rose

Autumn air it carries me
Less than an to go
Six hundred an hour
And it feels so slow

I'm trying to get to Burlington
To a square in the of town
To a spot on a wooden
Where her didn't reach the ground

And she kisses me it tasted like cinnamon
And her skin smells of cider and
And when she looked at me we'd got quiet
And my heart so hard we were in so close
Once for such a beautiful while that still makes me

And she called me her ugly
And I would call her my flower
And I think that we'll ever get there again
We had such

And she would call me her ugly
And remember my Canadian rose
Especially the fall comes to Burlington
We in so close

I made it this town looks rearranged
I don't these people anymore
But in the best ways not much else has
From the way it was

At least they still have certain table
Where I carved a particular name
I run my through the weathered carving
And I almost can the same

And my it almost tastes just like cinnamon
As I ponder what my means
And I try to figure out where Vancouver is from
And I to the leaves
If for a beautiful while that still makes me smile

And she called me her American
And I call her my Canadian flower
And I don't think that we'll ever get again
We had power

And she would call me her ugly
And remember my Canadian rose
when the fall comes to Burlington
We were in so

single hope and dream I could ever conjure up
Passionately springs in me and all are possible
Plausible and perfectly both of ours after and every day
At it seemed that way
for such a beautiful while that still makes me smile

And she me her ugly American
And I would call her my Canadian
And I don't think that we'll ever get there
We had such

And she would call me her American
And remember my Canadian rose
when the fall comes to Burlington
We in so close