Luyện nghe bài hát The White Roses

C'tait un gamin un gosse de
Sa seule tait sa mre
Une pauvre aux grands yeux fltris
Par le chagrin et la

It was a kid a boy from
His family was his mother
A poor girls big faded eyes
By and misery
Elle aimait les fleurs, les roses
Et le cher bambin, le
Lui apportait des blanches
Au lieu des joujoux
La bien tendrement
Il en les lui donnant

She flowers, especially roses
And the child, on sundays
Was bringing her white roses
of buy toys for himself
Caressing her
He was while giving them to her
c'est dimanche
ma jolie maman
Voici des blanches
Toi qui les aimes
Va je serai grand
au marchand
Toutes ses roses
Pour toi mam

"today sunday
Here my mom
are some white roses
You who them so much
Go when I'll old
I buy from the store
All of his white
For you mommy"
Au dernier printemps le destin
Vint la blonde ouvrire
tomba malade et pour l'hopital
Le vit partir sa mre
Un matin d'avril les promeneurs
plus un sous dans sa poche
Sur un march le pauvre
Furtivement vola fleurs
La fleuriste l'ayant surpris, en la tte il lui dit

On last spring brutal
Came the blond worker
She ill and for the hospital
The boy saw his mother
A morning of april the walkers
Not having a single penny in his pocket
On the market the boy
Furtively stole some
The florist (woman) having caught him, his eyes he told her
c'est dimanche
Et voir maman
J'ai pris ces blanches
les aiment tant
Sur son petit lit
elle m'attend
J'ai pris ces blanches
Pour ma mam

"today it's
And I was to visit mommy
I took those roses
She love so much
On her white bed
In there waiting for me
I those white roses
For my mommy"
La marchande mue lui dit
je te les donne
Elle l'embrassa et partit
rayonnant qu'on le pardonne
Puis il vint en courant
offrir les fleurs sa mre
Mais en le une infirmire
Lui dit: tu plus de mam
Et le gamin s'agenouillant, dit le petit lit blanc

The touched merchant him softly
"have I give them to you"
She kissed him and he
All shinning he was forgiven
Then to the he came running
To offer the to his mother
But seeing him a
Told him: "you no have a mommy"
And the boy kneeling down told in of the little white bed
aujourd'hui dimanche
Tiens ma jolie
des roses blanches
Toi qui les tant
Et quand tu t'en
Au jardin l-bas
Ces belles roses
Tu les

"today it's
my beautiful mom
Here are some roses
You who loved them so
And you'll leave
To the garden up there
Those beautiful white
bring them along"