Luyện nghe bài hát Holly Ann

She is a
her hands the bright thread travels
Blue water, willows weeping, silver stars

She sings and as the shuttle flies
Through the yarn a Kerry dancer
Pink and velvet red for a lover's bed

north of San Francisco
With a man who his house alone
peaceful in the country
The lights of the golden gate lead her home

She is a
In her hands the wooden wheel the wool around
Then again

A gypsy from
Sits and plays the
Faces smile in the firelight of a night

Living north of San
Sometimes it's nice to be
She says, peaceful where she is living
The lights of the golden gate will her home

You can see the bridges of the
in the air by steel and stone
She says, it's where she's living
The lights of the gate will lead her home

She is a
Through her the bright thread travels
Blue water, willows weeping, silver stars

She is my
The baby born I was older
Her hands are light, her hair is as the summer sun

Living of San Francisco
Sometimes it's to be alone
She says, it's in the country
The lights of the golden will lead her home

The lights of the golden gate lead her home