Luyện nghe bài hát The Foggy Fields Of France

Green the foggy fields of France today I through
the singer, Al, who sings the way I feel for you
Green our love so yet, a gift each day made new
would be the whole wide world if they our secret knew

Blue the patch of sky peeping through the gray
Blue the color of dress the day I went away
Blue the mighty ocean keeping us apart
Blue the melody I strum on old guitar

I you with me wrapped up in my heart
We are the wonder that keeps the apart
The of the root and the bud of the bud
The of the deepest, the singing in the blood, oh

Gold the that I get as the plane comes in to land
Gold the western sun making its fiery bands
Gold the of your curls as at the gate you stand
the ring I bring for you to slip on your left hand

I you with me wrapped up in my heart
We are the wonder that keeps the stars
The root of the and the bud of the bud
The of the deepest, the singing in the blood

The root of the and the bud of the bud
We are the wonder that keeps the stars