Luyện nghe bài hát Darling Belle

Papa would take me to the to see the swans
By hansom cab trotting so
Holding his hand to see the
Hissing louder than rustling of gracious ladies bustling by

See swan come sailing in
White as the on a windy day

I suppose would be in school
James I suppose would be in

I was I was learning to spell at loud smells
Avoiding the rod of the cod faced
Was it your absence made me quiet at
British Bulldogs on the gravel
Was it your colored my dream?

I burrowed in cupboards a mole all Saturday
old chairs and old ladies knees
I framed your half remembered
With white embroideries

Calling for you the mousy garden
Calling for you down the garden

O did you meet him at the ball? Eighteen on
Tall soldier now and you full
did you meet him at the ball?
Belle did you him at the ball?

O do you remember me? girl with cold hands
You in your and you knew my name
Step to the under the wisteria in the mysterious November

as if with death or fate to the moon black ballroom
Of the silk skinned
Kissing me you lifted my skirt under the willow

Keep the home fires burning though your heart is
Though the boys are far away dream of home
a silver lining in the dark clouds shining
Turn that lining out till the boys come home

Did I see you to the train? Did I cry was my nose red?
My two day bride can you me in your memory?
I will be the redness in your iron
How I write? My words would seem sad or gay

We to inform you
We regret to you
We regret to you

me by gaslight in the dark dawn
On waterloo bridge we will arm in arm
Hearing the fall with whisper into the foggy dew
we are dead, when we are dead

Now she sits in her brother's widow's
Her skin a lizard her aura like a daffodil
Sits like a in the children's chair
guest from relative to in-law
She into the embers