Luyện nghe bài hát Sweet thing

And I will stroll the way
And jump the hedges
And I will drink the clean water
For to quench my

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

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

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

And you take me strongly
In your arms
And I not remember
That I even the pain

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

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

And I raise my hand up
the night time sky
And count the
That's shining in eye

to dig it all an' not to wonder
That's just and I'll be satisfied
Not to in between the lines

And I will walk and
In gardens all wet with
And I never, ever, ever, ever
so old again

Oh sweet thing, thing
Sugar, with your champagne eyes
And saint like smile