Luyện nghe bài hát Parisian Pierrot

Fantasy in days
In varying and different
Was much in vogue,
and Pantaloon,
A wistful 'neath the moon,
And Harlequin, a
Nowadays of leisure
the echo of an old refrain,
Each some ragged effigy treasure
For his pleasure,
the shadows of their story live again
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Mournfulness has always
The of the Pierrot scene,
When passion a part,
Pierrot in a tragic
kiss a faded silver rose
With in his heart.
Some day soon he'll leave his tears him,
comes laughing down the street,
Columbine fly to him
and desiring,
Laying love and at his feet.
Pierrot,
hero,
The of a day,
The Rue de la
Is your sway,
The may flatter
But what does matter,
never shatter
Your profound.
Pierrot,
Your at zero,
forlorn,
With exquisite
sunset to dawn,
The is calling,
Your star be falling,
As as the clock goes round