Luyện nghe bài hát Canadian Rose

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

I'm to get back to Burlington
To a in the center of town
To a on a wooden table
Where her feet reach the ground

And she kisses me it tasted like cinnamon
And her skin of cider and rose
And when she looked at me both got quiet
And my heart beats so hard we were in so
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 don't think that ever get there again
We had power

And she would call me her ugly
And I'll remember my Canadian
Especially when the comes to Burlington
We in so close

I made it this town looks rearranged
I know these people anymore
But in the ways not much else has changed
From the way it was

At least still have this certain table
Where I once carved a particular
I run my fingers through the carving
And I almost can the same

And my it almost tastes just like cinnamon
As I what my pilgrimage means
And I try to figure out Vancouver is from here
And I listen to the
If only for a beautiful while still makes me smile

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

And she would call me her American
And I'll remember my Canadian
Especially the fall comes to Burlington
We in so close

Every single hope and dream I ever conjure up
Passionately springs in me and all things are
Plausible and both of ours forever after and every day
At least it seemed way
Once for such a beautiful while that still makes me

And she me her ugly American
And I would call her my flower
And I don't think that we'll get there again
We had power

And she would me her ugly American
And I'll my Canadian rose
Especially when the comes to Burlington
We in so close