Luyện nghe bài hát Swiss Cottage Manoeuvres

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

And so as by chance at the of a glance
We could find out in the road
With no crush of time to 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 a judge in St Albans, you know"

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

She laughed, "Oh I couldn't do
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 candlelit
spaghetti, two forks and a plate
She said "Oh, I would like to be free and escape"

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

And so as she slept and the pure crept
Through the to take her away
I thought you can't make people be you want them to be
I could see my nailed to a dormitory tale
Of a holiday escapade
And just she had seemed 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 with a 'See You Again' and a
And I couldn't say what I had won or I
Or even just I had seen
But when I'm alone I just think of her in awhile