Luyện nghe bài hát Infanta

Here she comes in her
On the back of an
On a bed made of linen and and silk

All on her father's line
With the king and his
And her nurse with her pitchers of liquors and

And all come praise the infanta
And all come praise the infanta

Among five score
Each and passengered
Sit the Duke and the luscious young girls

Within of the baroness
Seething for this live largesse
By her side the baron, her barrenness barbs her

And all come praise the infanta
And we'll all come praise the

A phalanx on back
Thirty ranks on a tack
Followed close, their shiny bright waving

While behind in coach in fours
the wives of the king of moors
And the veiled young virgin, the prince's

And all come praise the infanta
And we'll all come the infanta

And as she sits upon her
Her innocence on her face
From all atop the parapets a multitude of coronets

Melodies rhapsodical and
And all our hearts afire, the sky ablaze with fire
We all raise our to the air, to the air

And above all falderal
On a bed made of
She is laid, a placed on her brow

And the babe, all in slumber
Of a place filled with streams
And the where her cradle was pulled from the water

And we'll all come the infanta
And all come praise the infanta
And we'll all praise the infanta