Luyện nghe bài hát Pussy Willow

In the half tone light of a morning
She and shifts on her pillow
And across her dancing, the first shadows fly
To the pussy willow

In her world, she's a lost soul singing
In a sad voice hears
She waits in her of make believing
For her white to appear

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

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

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

Pussy willow, fur-lined avenue
the sleep, from the young woman eyes
Runs from the train, hear her humming
Cutting dreams to size again

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