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 than rustling dresses of gracious ladies bustling by

See swan ships sailing in
White as the clouds on a day

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

I was I was learning to laughing at loud smells
the rod of the cod faced master
Was it your absence me quiet at noon?
Playing Bulldogs on the gravel
Was it presence colored my dream?

I burrowed in like a mole all Saturday
Under old and old ladies knees
I framed half remembered face
With frail white

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

O did you meet him at the Eighteen years 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? Thin girl with hands
You in your and you knew my name
Step to the veranda the wisteria in the mysterious November

Dancing as if with death or to the moon black ballroom
Of the silk lake
Kissing me you lifted my skirt the willow trees

Keep the fires burning though your heart is yearning
the boys are far away they dream of home
There's a lining in the dark clouds shining
Turn that lining inside out the boys come home

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

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

me by gaslight in the dark dawn
On waterloo bridge we walk arm in arm
the leaves fall with whisper into the foggy dew
When we are dead, we are dead

Now she sits in her widow's house
Her skin like a lizard her like a daffodil
Sits like a sign in the children's
Migrant guest relative to in-law
She into the embers