Luyện nghe bài hát Diary

I found her diary the tree,
And started about me.
The words she'd took me by surprise,
You'd never them in her eyes.
Wouldn't you it,
She wouldn't it.

When she confronted with the there,
Simply not to care.
I passed it off as just in with,
Her disconcerting air.
Wouldn't you it,
She show it.

And as I go my life,
I give to her, my wife,
All the sweet I can find.

I found her diary the tree,
And started reading me.
The began to stick and tears to flow,
Her meaning now was to see.

And she tried to hide,
The that she denied.
The she'd waited for,
Was else not me.

Wouldn't you it,(not me)
She show it.
Wouldn't you it,(somebody else not me)
She wouldn't it.

And as I go my life,
I wish for her, his wife,
All the things she can find.
All the sweet they can find.

I found her underneath the tree,
you know it...