Luyện nghe bài hát Canadian Rose

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

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

And when she me it tasted like cinnamon
And her skin smells of and rose
And when she looked at me we'd got quiet
And my heart beats so hard we in so close
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 that we'll ever get there again
We had such

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

I made it this town looks rearranged
I don't know these people
But in the best not much else has changed
the way it was before

At least they still have this table
Where I carved a particular name
I run my fingers the weathered carving
And I almost can feel the

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

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

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

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

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

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