Luyện nghe bài hát Cucurucu

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

Cucurucu,

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

Cucurucu,
cucurucu, cucurucu

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

Singing cucurucu,
cucurucu, cucurucu

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

cucurucu, cucurucu
Singing
cucurucu, cucurucu