Luyện nghe bài hát Canadian Rose

Autumn air it me there
Less than an to go
Six hundred miles an
And still it feels so

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

And when she kisses me it tasted cinnamon
And her smells of cider 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 makes me smile

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

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

I finally it this town looks rearranged
I don't know people anymore
But in the best ways not else has changed
the way it was before

At least they still this certain table
Where I once carved a particular
I run my fingers through the weathered
And I almost can feel the

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

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

And she would call me her ugly
And I'll my Canadian rose
when the fall 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 after and day
At least it that way
for such a beautiful while that still makes me smile

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

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