Luyện nghe bài hát I've Grown Accustomed To Her Face

I've grown accustomed to her
She almost the day begin
I've grown accustomed to the
She whistles night and

Her smiles, her frowns, her ups and
Are second to me now
Like breathing out and in

I was serenely independent and before we met
Surely I always be that way again and yet
I've grown accustomed to her
Accustomed to her voice, accustomed to her

second nature to me now
Like breathing out and in
I'm very grateful a woman and so easy to forget

Rather like a habit one can break and yet
I've grown accustomed to the of something in the air
to her face