Luyện nghe bài hát Swiss Cottage Manoeuvres

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

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

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

She laughed, "Oh I couldn't do
For I've got to be up in the you see"
So I rang up to find out the first morning train she 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 it's like that, you have to go back
And you're perfectly to stay"
"But not finished school yet"
She said as she got bed

And so as she slept and the pure crept
Through the windows to take her
I thought you can't people be what you want them to be
I could see my nailed to a dormitory tale
Of a holiday escapade
And just yesterday she had seemed a woman to me

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