Luyện nghe bài hát Mrs. Hemingway

We up our books and our dishes
Our dreams and your worsted suits
We on the eighth of December
Farewell old River
Here the sea
And love was as new and as and as true
I loved you and you loved me

Two steamer trunks in the
Safe arrival we back home
It was just a few before Christmas
We filled our stockings with wishes and walked for
Arm and arm through the rain, to the glassed-in
That held us like hot flowers

Living in Paris, in and garrets
the coal merchants climb every stair
The dance hall next door is filled with sailors and
And the floats up through the air
There's Sancerre and oysters, cathedrals and
And with its unerring aim
For now we can say we were lucky days
And a rose into the Seine

Love is the deceiver
It hollows you out like a
And suddenly nothing is
As if all the clouds closed the
And the sun
And friends now are strangers in city of danger
As cold and as as they come

Sometimes I at old pictures
And smile at how we were
How easy it was to be
It for fame or for money
It was for
And now my copper grey
As the on the quay
In the city where was

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, and Notre Dame's cloisters
And with its unerring aim
For now we can say we were most days
And a rose into the Seine
Now I can say I was lucky most
And throw a rose the Seine