Luyện nghe bài hát Mary's Fancy

I remember Mary's
With painted rugs on doors
And Kit who cooks in foods
From the and Guadeloupe
And the old man sang as he the rum
And sang in the street band, by on the road

Then at night and sometimes
My visitor would slip through doors
She was far too
The turned gold to bronze
As the afternoons slipped into the sea

Oh I remember Mary's
along in sun-dried clothes
From the to the town, to the top of the hill
Wherever we went led to our room
And the sails we watched our shadowy bed
flags of ships waiting out in the bay

She was far too
When the rain
us prisoner for the night
And what we did in the was everything
And beauty her grace on thee

Mary's Fancy stands still
An empty shell on a dried out
But together we laughed and wept
Now the of my love is kept
Where ships sail in to sail
In a sense she'll like another day

And love that made it Mary's
Love that made it Fancy - gone.