Luyện nghe bài hát London Pride

London Pride has been handed to us.
London Pride is a flower free.
London Pride our own dear town to us,
And our pride it for ever be.
Woa, Liza,
See the barrows,
Vegetable
And the fruit high.
Woa, Liza,
London sparrows,
Covent Market where the costers cry.
Cockney
the beat of history.
Every
a memory down.
Nothing ever can quite
The grace of Town.

There's a little city every spring unfailing
in the crevices by some London railing,
Though it has a Latin name, in and country-side
We in England call it Pride.

London Pride has been handed to us.
London Pride is a that's free.
London Pride means our own dear to us,
And our pride it for ever be.
Hey, lady,
the day is dawning
See the yawning
On his beat.
Gay lady,
in the morning,
Hear the footsteps in the empty street.
Early
And the glistening.
All Park
In a gown.
Nothing ever break or harm
The charm of Town.