Luyện nghe bài hát Clopin Clopant

In France one is walking sadly
They say he walks clopin
His is slow, his fault is badly
Perhaps the one he loves is

Clopin clopant, I hear his
As in the he passes by
And as I his endless footsteps
I get to there go I

I'll go along, clopant
Whispering he's gone, he is gone, he is
My childish heart cries a baby
Without my love will each day be?

So I go on, clopin
alone, clopin clopant
Love is a dance and one learn it
I had my chance, why did I it?