Luyện nghe bài hát Golden, Golden

Slowly, slowly, the path,
And you never stumble or fall.
Slowly, slowly, the path,
And you might never fall in at all.

Golden, golden, is her hair,
Like the morning sun over of corn.
Golden, golden, is her love,
So and clear and warm.

Lonely, lonely, is the
ne'er another can call its own.
Lonely, lonely, the part
has to live all alone.

Wildly, wildly, the heart
With a of love like a mountain stream.
Wildly, wildly, play part
As free as a wild bird's