Luyện nghe bài hát Molly in the Mirror

Molly's in the attic as the sun down
through some boxes for her wedding gown
Now she's standing in the mirror in white
Talkin' to herself in the rusty

She says, "I've never been to Paris but I've to go
To see the reflecting in the Seine, you know
To climb the Tower with the city lights sparking below

Oh, now they're some tired cliches
Just some that the mirror betrays
Singin, "Old woman, old
What have you done with days?
"Old woman, old
What have you done with days?"

"I've been to Venice but my dreams are divine
Riding gondolas under lantern
Listening to guitars and sipping Italian wine

Oh, now they're some tired cliches
Just some wrinkles the mirror betrays
Singin, "Old woman, old
What have you done with days?"
"Old woman, old
What have you done your days?"

"I was a wife, I raised a
But in my dreams I still go wild
It's a good life, I see my
But can this be how all my end?

"I've never Morocco like the things I had planned
To savor all the spices in that land
To buy a silk sarong and wear it in the sand

"Oh, now they're just some tired
some wrinkles that the mirror betrays
Singin, "Old woman, old
What have you done with days?"

"Old woman, old
What you done with your days?"
"Old woman, old
What have you done with days?"

in the mirror as the sun goes down
Talking to herself in her wedding