Luyện nghe bài hát Mrs. Hemingway

We packed up our and our dishes
Our dreams and worsted wool suits
We sailed on the eighth of
old Hudson River
Here the sea
And love was as new and as bright and as
When I you and you loved me

Two steamer in the carriage
Safe arrival we cabled back
It was just a few days before
We filled our stockings with and walked for hours
Arm and arm the rain, to the glassed-in cafe
That us like hot house flowers

Living in Paris, in attics and
Where the coal merchants climb every
The dance hall door is filled with sailors and whores
And the music up through the air
Sancerre and oysters, cathedrals and cloisters
And time with its aim
For now we can say we were lucky most
And throw a into the Seine

is the greatest deceiver
It hollows you out like a
And nothing is certain
As if all the clouds the curtains
And the sun
And friends now are in this city of danger
As cold and as cruel as they

I look at old pictures
And at how happy we were
How it was to be hungry
It wasn't for or for money
It was for
And now my copper grey
As the on the quay
In the where magic was

Living in Paris, in attics and
Where the coal merchants climb stair
The dance hall next door is filled with sailors and
And the music floats up the air
There's Sancerre and oysters, and Notre cloisters
And time with its aim
For now we can say we were lucky most
And throw a rose into the
Now I can say I was lucky most
And throw a rose the Seine