Luyện nghe bài hát Constantinople

O the of Constantinople
Are plated gold, ivory and
Their cupolas all onion and light

And the magistrate of
Has a match, his family was hopeful
daughter would be promised a wedding night

But the Sultan's weary bride, she be wed tonight
Nor beneath a canopy to lie
For far across the town her lover's drowned
And painted by the in blue
And there's nothing for a heart to do

Down the streets of Constantinople
The weep, their hands all wide open
Their severed leper limbs all swing and

At a windowsill in
Our sighs to melodies noteful
And on the walls that hold his love

But the Sultan's weary bride, she won't be wed
Nor fall a canopy to lie
For far across the her lover now is drowned
And by the Bosporus in blue
And there's nothing for a heart to do

No, nothing for a broken heart to do
cry