Luyện nghe bài hát Elsie Brown

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

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

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

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

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

But don't you she doesn't matter
Because you've never the poetry there
In Elsie

And Brown has a daughter
She seen in fifteen years
I this out in a letter
On the the day she disappeared

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

But don't you think she didn't
Because you've never seen the there
In Brown