Luyện nghe bài hát Swiss Cottage Manoeuvres

On a cake day one Friday in August
In a in Charing Cross Road
I first set eyes on a and at once I did know
She had eyes like a poet and hair a rainbow
Reflecting the that did glow
And the sadness she kept in her eyes, struck my senses a

And so as by chance at the touch of a
We could ourselves out in the road
With no crush of time to us and no place to go
And I couldn't say how, but the bar crowd
Had appeared the silence that broke
And she said, "Oh my father's a in St Albans, you know"

"Oh well, then perhaps I could you
You that St. Albans is miles away
And I've got a in Swiss Cottage
In which you stay"

She laughed, "Oh I do that
For got to be up in the morning you see"
So I rang up to out the first morning train she could take
And so in the gloom of a room
With spaghetti, two and a plate
She "Oh, I really would like to be free and escape"

"Oh well, if it's like that, you have to go back
And you're perfectly to stay"
"But I've not school yet"
She said as she got bed

And so as she slept and the pure crept
the windows to take her away
I thought you make people be what you want them to be
I could see my self nailed to a tale
Of a holiday night's
And just yesterday she had like a woman to me

And so a child with the sleep in her eyes
the sadness of age had once been
She left on the train with a You Again' and a smile
And I say what I had won or I lost
Or even what I had seen
But when I'm alone I think of her once in awhile