Luyện nghe bài hát Swiss Cottage Manoeuvres

On a Christmas cake day one Friday in
In a bookshop in Charing Road
I set eyes on a girl and at once I did know
She had eyes like a poet and hair like a
the lights that did glow
And the sadness she kept in her eyes, struck my a blow

And so as by at the touch of a glance
We could find ourselves out in the
no crush of time to defeat us and no place to go
And I say how, but the coffee bar crowd
Had through the silence that broke
And she said, "Oh my father's a in St Albans, you know"

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

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

"Oh well, if like that, you don't have to go back
And you're welcome to stay"
"But I've not finished yet"
She said as she got bed

And so as she slept and the morning crept
Through the to take her away
I thought you can't people be what you want them to be
I see my self nailed to a dormitory tale
Of a holiday night's
And just yesterday she had like a woman to me

And so like a child with the in her eyes
Where the of age had once been
She left on the train a 'See You Again' and a smile
And I couldn't say I had won or I lost
Or even just I had seen
But when I'm alone I just think of her once in