Luyện nghe bài hát Sweet Thing

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

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

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

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

And you shall me strongly
In your arms
And I will not
That I even felt the

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

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

And I will raise my up
Into the time sky
And the stars
shining in your eye

Just to dig it all an' not to
That's just fine and I'll be
Not to read in between the

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

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