Luyện nghe bài hát The White Roses

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

It was a kid a boy paris
His sole was his mother
A poor girls with big faded
By and misery
Elle aimait les fleurs, les roses
Et le bambin, le dimanche
Lui apportait des blanches
Au lieu des joujoux
La clinant tendrement
Il disait en les lui

She loved flowers, roses
And the belowed child, on
Was bringing her white roses
Instead of buy toys for
Caressing her
He was saying giving them to her
aujourd'hui dimanche
Tiens ma jolie
Voici des blanches
Toi qui les tant
Va je serai grand
au marchand
Toutes ses roses
toi jolie mam

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

On last spring destiny
hitting the blond worker
She became ill and for the
The boy saw his leave
A morning of april among the
Not having anymore a penny in his pocket
On the market the boy
Furtively stole some
The florist (woman) having caught him, his eyes he told her
aujourd'hui dimanche
Et voir maman
J'ai pris ces roses
Elle les aiment
Sur son lit blanc
L-bas elle
J'ai pris ces blanches
Pour ma mam

"today sunday
And I was to visit mommy
I took white roses
She love so much
On her little bed
In there waiting for me
I took white roses
For my mommy"
La mue doucement lui dit
je te les donne
Elle l'embrassa et l'enfant
Tout qu'on le pardonne
Puis l'hpital il en courant
Pour les fleurs sa mre
en le voyant une infirmire
Lui tu n'as plus de mam
Et le gamin s'agenouillant, dit le petit lit blanc

The touched told him softly
"have them I them to you"
She kissed him and he
All shinning he was forgiven
to the hospital he came running
To offer the to his mother
But seeing him a
Told him: "you no have a mommy"
And the boy down told in front of the little white bed
c'est dimanche
ma jolie maman
Voici des blanches
Toi qui les aimais
Et quand tu t'en
Au grand jardin
Ces belles blanches
Tu les

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