Luyện nghe bài hát Sweet thing

And I stroll the merry way
And the hedges first
And I will drink the clear clean
For to quench my

And I shall the ferry boats
And get high on a bluer ocean
Against sky
And I will grow so old again

And I will and talk
In gardens all wet with
Oh sweet thing, thing
My, my, my, my, my thing

And I shall my chariot
your streets and cry
Hey, it's me, I'm
And I know why

And you take me strongly
In your arms
And I will not
I even felt the pain

We walk and talk
In gardens all misty and wet rain
And I will never, never,
Grow so old

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

And I will my hand up
Into the time 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 between the

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

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