Luyện nghe bài hát Mrs Green

Miserable Mrs. Green sit by yourself and awhile
Of all that once have been instead of what is now
how does it even feel, you're no longer Madame Butterfly
And yesterdays operas have passed you by

Mrs. Green, you're
But really no more cleaver
Things that you thinking
I am thinking I will think at all

Volumes of photographs held in your hands
Newer world intellect never understand
You yourself apart all for the neighborhood and kids
And never forgave yourself for as you did

Mrs. Green, older
But you're no more cleaver
Things you were thinking
I am I will never think at all

Where is your family and why did they you up inside
And what will they talk after you have died
Who scared the away by lining the nest with demands
And using an iron first but not a helping

Mrs. Green, you're
But you're really no more
Things that you were
I am I will never

Mrs. Green I
You're not as as you can be
As you watch my leaf turn
You're turning with envy over me