Luyện nghe bài hát Kiri's Piano

Of all of Ito's joys, the thing she loved the best
Was to play her prized when the sun had gone to rest
I used to hear the notes drift down along the silent
As played the notes and scales for her dear sons and daughters
Now me I played though not as good as Kiri
She in for that long haired stuff but my she played it pretty
The old had a tone would set my heart to aching
It always sounded sweetest though when it was Kiri
In December when the seventh fleet was turned to smoke and
The order came to confiscate their boats and caches
And husband forced to go and work in labour camps
And Kiri left to fend and hold the fort as best she can
But the music did not as often from up the cove at Kiri's house
And when it did it sounded haunted with worry played with doubt
For Kiri knew soon she too would be compelled to leave
And the old upright would stay behind and she would grieve
I Kiri on the bus with stoic internees
The crime that they were guilty of was that they were not me
And if I was ashamed I didn't know it at the
They were on the wave of war they were no friends of mine
I went up to house to tag all their belongings
And set them out for auctioneers who'd claim in the morning
One piece that I thought I'd and hold back for myself
Was that ivory upright that Kiri played so well
But Kiri had not left it for me to take as plunder
She'd rolled it down onto the dock and on the harbor
That old in strangers' hands was a thought she couldn't bear
So she consigned it to the sea to the affair
So many years have and gone since Kiri's relocation
I look now upon that time with shame and resignation
For Kiri knew what I did not that if we must be
sometimes we must sacrifice to gain our dignity
Yes Kiri knew what I did not that if we be free
Then sometimes we must sacrifice to gain our