Luyện nghe bài hát Romantic

Little watkins wasn't ready
When the came
He forgot to order so he shivers
Just himself to
And the marketwives covered with
I hear them shout in
They try to sell their fruits
In the icy

Slowly the wintertime
Snowflakes on the enginehood
And all the young put on their scarfs
Before they haunt neighbourhood

So sorry that I'm
So that I'm romantic

Hot steam out of the drains
I can't see the lights
And the smell of cookies and
stary skies
Snowballs fly around my
And laughing bright
The little skater falls on his nose
And cries soon he's outta

Slowly comes the
Snowflakes melting on the
And all the young girls put on their
Before haunt their neighbourhood

So sorry I'm romantic...