Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Dreaming Of A White Sailor

Sometimes I his feet
When I'm fast
I know that I'm
But the touch is and sweet

I went to see the sailor
And the sailor
"Do not my face, my friend
For if you do I'm dead"

"Well, I see how that could be"
I to him as well
As off a piece of paper
to my lapel

The fell upon his knees
Then he fell
The cedar that he had carved
Then I think he

Well, was curious, I thought
So I in
And saw there was something written
On his wrinkled

Well, I the thoughts of little children
And the of men
I thought the thoughts of people
Who have never

So much in love as they be
And got too easily
To in love again
To in love again

And so I say to you
And that maybe someday soon
We will meet again up
For death is fair and are few

are few
are few
are few
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