Luyện nghe bài hát The White Roses

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

It was a kid a boy from
His sole was his mother
A poor with big faded eyes
By sorrow and
Elle les fleurs, les roses surtout
Et le cher bambin, le
Lui apportait des blanches
Au d'acheter des joujoux
La clinant tendrement
Il en les lui donnant

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

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

On last spring brutal
Came hitting the worker
She became ill and for the
The boy saw his leave
A morning of april the walkers
Not having anymore a single in his pocket
On the market the boy
Furtively stole some
The florist (woman) having him, lowering his eyes he told her
c'est aujourd'hui
Et voir maman
J'ai pris ces blanches
Elle les tant
Sur son petit lit
L-bas elle
pris ces roses blanches
Pour ma mam

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

The touched merchant him softly
"have them I them to you"
She him and he left
All shinning that he was
Then to the hospital he running
To the flowers to his mother
But him a nurse
Told him: "you no longer a mommy"
And the boy kneeling told in front of the little white bed
aujourd'hui dimanche
Tiens ma jolie
Voici des blanches
Toi qui les aimais
Et quand tu iras
Au grand jardin
Ces belles roses
Tu les

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