Luyện nghe bài hát Cucurucu

Softly, in the dusk, a woman is singing to me;
She takes me back down the of my years, until I see
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.

Cucurucu,

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

Cucurucu,
Singing cucurucu,

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

Singing cucurucu,
cucurucu, cucurucu

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

Singing cucurucu,
Singing
cucurucu, cucurucu