Luyện nghe bài hát Paris

Ezra was an old man. He by the sea.
himself getting older, with no family.
Cassie was a pretty one, a bar by trade.
She had a daughter with big green eyes. She her Jade.
met each other in the park while Jade was on a swing.
On a bench a tree, they talked about everything.
And she said, "Sometimes I get so scared, and I don't why."
She reached for the old hand and she began to cry.
And he said,
"It no crime, it ain't no crime.
Everybody gets a bit lonely sometimes.
It ain't no crime, it no crime.
Everybody gets a little bit sometimes."
The he said, "I was gonna be a painter, paint my masterpiece.
I my whole life dreamin'. Now they're my only memories.
And I was gonna live in Paris, France. Now my fallin' apart.
I could be a Picasso if delusion were an art."
And she said, "That lovely. Paris, France.
Just sayin' those words kinda me wanna dance.
Do you dance?"
It ain't no crime, it no crime.
gets a little bit lonely sometimes.
It ain't no crime, it no crime.
Everybody a little bit lonely sometimes.
They'd meet there every Sunday in the at noon.
would get there early to buy Jade a red balloon.
And Cassie'd tell him all her awful luck with men.
She'd say, "Wish I could meet a guy like you but never make you
again."
And Jade would fall in Ezra's lap there in the park
while Cassie's be talkin' a long time after dark.
It no crime, it ain't no crime.
Everybody gets a little bit sometimes.
It ain't no crime, it no crime.
Everybody gets a little bit sometimes.
One afternoon, no Ezra, no red balloon.
Just a friend of his who said, "Ezra passed
and he wanted me to this letter to you today."
Well, it was two to Paris.
And a that read, "Thank you for the dance.
My dearest Cassie, you my Paris, France."
It no crime, it ain't no crime.
Everybody gets a little bit sometimes.