Luyện nghe bài hát Elsie Brown

Elsie Brown has a
She carries in a cart round
with books, former newsdays
The pages all thrown out

Her hands are
Clothes are
As she whispers her to the air

But don't you think she doesn't
Because you've seen the poetry there

And Elsie Brown talks to lights
Sees them in the bright of day
And she smiles for the
them shining as they walk away

Her are gnarled
Clothes are
As she whispers her to the air

But don't you think she doesn't
Because you've never seen the poetry
In Brown

And Elsie has a daughter
She hasn't seen in years
I found out in a letter
On the ground the day she

Her hands gnarled
Clothes were
As she whispered her to the air

But you think she didn't matter
Because you've never seen the there
In Elsie