Luyện nghe bài hát The Photograph

Hands old and poor, her back and sore
She from the drawer, the photograph
Though tattered and torn, through it has worn
But bears the form of the man she knew

Her are weak, spilling tears on her cheek
Her lips start to speak to the
She tells him with pride, she loves him inside
Though years ago

And all of the she knew, who she knows no more
Who don't know the say, "We wonder why, she never married
Such a pretty girl she was, such a face she had
Such a pretty she was", once

She to her right, to put out the light
And wishes to the photograph
Her love, though it's strong and lasted long
And on and on, she's still in love