Luyện nghe bài hát Eustice Isadore

A and dreary day
What can you say?
"Eustice, always such a bore"
Why, you, Isadore"

They say a is nothing on its own
It lead somewhere
I'd to go somewhere

We could go for a look-about in the and the closed rooms
Find diaries and of long-dead distant lovers
It'd be just when we were children sneaking all around

We wouldn't make a
They'd beat us black and blue if we were
But they touch us now

"Izzy, don't mean to be a but really Isadore
You know these days make me blue
I don't what to do
No, nothing I want to do"

The dull and dreary day becomes a dark and stormy
Eustice, we could go and bottle fireflies
Fairy lamps burn bright in the face of night
And the old black umbrella keep us from all harm

We could go to the lichyard and see what to see
Maybe a cabal underneath the banyan trees
be just like when we were children sneaking all around

We wouldn't a sound
We they'd reach out from their graves
And drag us down but don't scare us now

"Izzy, mean to be a drag
But I'll do no thing, I'm staying in this chair.
I'd probably break my neck falling in an open
Or catch horrid, fatal ache"

"Oh Eustice, come me, come outside
be all right"