Luyện nghe bài hát Pussy Willow

In the tone light of a young morning
She sighs and shifts on her
And across her face dancing, the first fly
To kiss the willow

In her fairytale world, she's a lost singing
In a sad nobody hears
She in her castle of make believing
For her white to appear

Pussy willow, fur-lined avenue
Brushing the sleep, from the woman eyes
Runs for the train, see o'clock's coming
Cutting dreams to size again

Pussy willow, fur-lined avenue
Brushing the sleep, from the young eyes
from the train, hear her typewriter humming
Cutting down to size again

She longs for the East and a dress flowing
An in old Mayfair
Or to fish the spey spinning, the run of spring
Or to die for a cause

Pussy willow, down avenue
Brushing the sleep, from the woman eyes
Runs from the train, hear her typewriter
Cutting dreams down to again

Pussy willow, pussy
Pussy willow, willow
Pussy willow, willow
Pussy willow, pussy