Luyện nghe bài hát Parisian Pierrot

Fantasy in days
In varying and different
Was much in vogue,
and Pantaloon,
A wistful Pierrot the moon,
And Harlequin, a
Parisians of leisure
Wake the of an old refrain,
Each some effigy will treasure
For his pleasure,
Till the shadows of their live again
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Mournfulness has always
The of the Pierrot scene,
passion plays a part,
Pierrot in a tragic
Will kiss a silver rose
With in his heart.
Some day soon leave his tears behind him,
Comedy comes laughing the street,
will fly to him
and desiring,
Laying and adoration at his feet.
Pierrot,
hero,
The of a day,
The Rue de la
Is your sway,
The may flatter
But what does matter,
They'll shatter
gloom profound.
Pierrot,
Your at zero,
forlorn,
With exquisite
From to dawn,
The is calling,
Your will be falling,
As as the clock goes round