Luyện nghe bài hát Cucurucu

Softly, in the dusk, a woman is singing to me;
She me back down the vista of my years, until I see
I see a child underneath the piano, in the boom of the tingling
Pressing the poised feet of his mother who at him as she sings.

Cucurucu,

Softly now in the evening dusk, a is singing to me;
She me back down the vista of my years, until I see
A boy, a child underneath the piano, in the of the tingling strings
Pressing the poised of his mother who smiles at him as she sings
Yearning to belong, to belong
My heart beats with a ceaseless longing of a yearning to
In of myself, and all of these nursery songs
My heart with a ceaseless longing of a yearning to belong

Cucurucu,
Singing cucurucu,

Till the melodies of childish days, are upon, me
And they take me back, back down the
They leading me on, they lead me until I see
And all of my is cast
Down in the of remembrance, and I weep like a child for the past.

Singing cucurucu,
Singing cucurucu,

I see a underneath the piano, in the boom of the tingling strings
Pressing the poised of his mother who smiles at him as she sings.
Listen to me son, I'll tell you why your feather's
'Cause he can still say every single day, he's to belong
Yearning to belong, yearning to
My heart beats with a ceaseless longing of a yearning to
In spite of myself, and all of nursery songs
My heart beats with a ceaseless, meets with a peaceless to belong

Singing cucurucu,
Singing
cucurucu, cucurucu