Luyện nghe bài hát Sweet thing

And I will stroll the way
And jump the hedges
And I will drink the clear clean
For to my thirst

And I shall the ferry boats
And they'll get on a bluer ocean
Against sky
And I never grow so old again

And I will walk and
In gardens all wet rain
Oh sweet thing, thing
My, my, my, my, my sweet

And I shall drive my
Down streets and cry
Hey, me, I'm dynamite
And I don't why

And you shall me strongly
In arms again
And I not remember
That I felt the pain

We shall and talk
In all misty and wet with rain
And I will never, never,
so old again

Oh sweet thing, thing
My, my, my, my, my thing

And I will raise my up
Into the night sky
And count the
That's in your eye

Just to dig it all an' not to
That's just fine and be satisfied
Not to read in the lines

And I will and talk
In gardens all wet with
And I never, ever, ever, ever
Grow so old

Oh thing, sweet thing
Sugar, baby with your eyes
And your saint like