Luyện nghe bài hát My Three Sons

Day is dawning, almost sounded a warning
Wind was through the trees almost roaring
I never that I'd become
The proud father of my three

Here's a fragment between the shame and the
For all the that I might have been absent
I can't do what can't be
Oh no, my three

I love you more I can say
What I to one
The other cannot away
I the day you came to be
With that is left to me

your pillow, go to sleep and I will follow
May you never any more sorrows
That's not you can count upon
Still I want it for my sons
My, my, my three

Deep in the night I cold and sick
But I only curse
I bless the day you came to be
With everything is left to me

Day is closing, old men and are dozing
That's the kind of life chosen
Just see what become
The humble father of my sons
The humbled father of my sons