Luyện nghe bài hát Golden, Golden

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

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

Lonely, lonely, is the
That another can call its own.
Lonely, lonely, lies the
That has to all alone.

Wildly, wildly, beats the
With a rush of like a mountain stream.
Wildly, wildly, play your
As free as a wild dream