Luyện nghe bài hát The Photograph

Hands old and poor, her bent and sore
She lifts the drawer, the photograph
tattered and torn, through years it has worn
But still bears the of the man she knew

Her eyes are weak, spilling tears on her
Her start to speak to the photograph
She tells him pride, she still loves him inside
Though ago died

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

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