Luyện nghe bài hát Cucurucu

Softly, in the dusk, a woman is singing 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
Pressing the feet of his mother who smiles 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 boom of the tingling
Pressing the poised of his mother who smiles at him as she sings
Yearning to belong, 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 melodies of days, are upon, upon me
And take me back, back down the river
They leading me on, they lead me until I see
And all of my manhood is
Down in the flood of remembrance, and I weep 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 feet of his who smiles at him as she sings.
Listen to me son, tell you why your feather's strong
he can still say every single day, he's yearning to belong
Yearning to belong, to belong
My beats with a ceaseless longing of a yearning to belong
In spite of myself, and all of nursery songs
My heart with a ceaseless, meets with a peaceless burning to belong

Singing cucurucu,
Singing
Singing cucurucu,