Luyện nghe bài hát The White Roses

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

It was a kid a boy paris
His sole was his mother
A poor girls big faded eyes
By and misery
aimait les fleurs, les roses surtout
Et le cher bambin, le
Lui des roses blanches
Au lieu d'acheter des
La clinant bien
Il en les lui donnant

She loved flowers, especially
And the child, on sundays
Was bringing her some roses
Instead of buy for himself
Caressing her
He was saying giving them to her
c'est dimanche
Tiens ma maman
des roses blanches
Toi qui les tant
Va quand je grand
au marchand
Toutes ses roses
Pour toi mam

"today it's
my beautiful mom
Here are some white
You who love so much
Go I'll grow old
I will buy the store
All of his roses
For you mommy"
Au dernier le destin brutal
Vint la blonde ouvrire
Elle tomba malade et l'hopital
Le gamin vit sa mre
Un matin parmi les promeneurs
N'ayant plus un sous dans sa
Sur un march le gosse
Furtivement vola quelques
La l'ayant surpris, en baissant la tte il lui dit

On last spring destiny
Came the blond worker
She ill and for the hospital
The boy saw his mother
A morning of among the walkers
Not having anymore a penny in his pocket
On the the poor boy
stole some flowers
The florist (woman) having caught him, lowering his eyes he her
c'est aujourd'hui
Et j'allais maman
J'ai ces roses blanches
les aiment tant
Sur son lit blanc
L-bas m'attend
J'ai pris ces blanches
Pour ma mam

"today sunday
And I was going to mommy
I took white roses
She love them so
On her little bed
In there she's for me
I took those white
For my mommy"
La marchande mue lui dit
je te les donne
Elle l'embrassa et l'enfant
Tout rayonnant le pardonne
Puis l'hpital il en courant
Pour les fleurs sa mre
Mais en le une infirmire
Lui dit: tu n'as de mam
Et le gamin s'agenouillant, dit devant le petit lit

The touched told him softly
"have them I them to you"
She him and he left
All shinning he was forgiven
Then to the he came running
To the flowers to his mother
But seeing him a
Told him: "you no have a mommy"
And the boy kneeling down told in front of the little bed
aujourd'hui dimanche
Tiens ma maman
Voici des blanches
Toi qui les aimais
Et tu t'en iras
Au grand l-bas
Ces roses blanches
Tu les

"today sunday
my beautiful mom
Here are some roses
You who loved so much
And when you'll
To the garden up there
Those white roses
You'll them along"