Luyện nghe bài hát Old Hanoi

(Nanci Griffith)

Where are all the Boys
Selling books the Metripole?
Books to in English
of light and sorrows
Of foreign land
are gone
They've flown

Where are all the
With their drivers pedaling
Crowded out by
to lesser space
In old
They wings
flown away

(chorus) In the words of Graham
Like the American
Searching these streets
For old

In all of sacred things
I've been blessed in life to see
I believe I'm in dream
In

is the eloquence
Of the ladies on bicycles?
Dressed in au dias
In the flowered nights
Of
rode to progress
They've flown

(chorus)

Old Hanoi? searching for
Old cherchant l' Indochine
In old
In old