Luyện nghe bài hát Sweet Sir Galahad

Sweet Sir Galahad in through the window
In the when the moon was in the yard
He took her in his and shook the long hair
From his neck and he told her she'd been working much too

It was true ever since the day
Her crazy man had passed away to the land of poet's
She laughed and alot with new people on the block
But always at time she cried

And to the dawn of their days

She her head a little down on the bed
it rested softly on his knee
And there she dropped her smile and there she sighed
And told him all the sadness of those years numbered three

Well, you know I think my belated
Because of all the I waited for the day when I'd no longer cry
I get myself to work by but oh, was I born too late
Do you think fail at every single thing I try?

And here's to the dawn of days

He just put his arm around her and that's the way I her
eight months to the day
The lines of a smile erased the tear upon her face
A that could linger, even stay

Sir Galahad went down
With his gay bride of
The of the hours
Of her

And to the dawn of their days, of their days