Luyện nghe bài hát Molly in the Mirror

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

She says, "I've been to Paris but I've wanted 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 just tired cliches
some wrinkles that the mirror betrays
Singin, "Old woman, old
What you done with your days?
"Old woman, old
What have you done your days?"

"I've never been to Venice but my are divine
Riding gondolas under shine
Listening to guitars and sipping sweet Italian

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

"I was a wife, I raised a
But in my I still go running wild
a good life, I see my friends
But can be how all my dreaming end?

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

"Oh, now just some tired cliches
Just some wrinkles that the betrays
Singin, "Old woman, old
What have you with your days?"

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

Molly's in the mirror as the sun down
Talking to in her wedding gown