Luyện nghe bài hát The White Roses

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

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

She flowers, especially roses
And the child, on sundays
Was her some white roses
Instead of buy for himself
her tenderly
He was saying while them to her
aujourd'hui dimanche
Tiens ma jolie
Voici des blanches
Toi qui les tant
Va je serai grand
J'achterai au
Toutes ses blanches
Pour toi mam

"today sunday
my beautiful mom
Here are some roses
You who love so much
Go when I'll old
I will buy from the
All of his roses
For you mommy"
Au dernier printemps le brutal
Vint la blonde ouvrire
Elle malade et pour l'hopital
Le gamin vit sa mre
Un matin parmi les promeneurs
N'ayant plus un dans sa poche
Sur un le pauvre gosse
vola quelques fleurs
La fleuriste surpris, en baissant la tte il lui dit

On last brutal destiny
Came hitting the blond
She ill and for the hospital
The boy saw his leave
A of april among the walkers
Not anymore a single penny in his pocket
On the market the boy
Furtively stole flowers
The (woman) having caught him, lowering his eyes he told her
c'est aujourd'hui
Et j'allais maman
J'ai ces roses blanches
les aiment tant
Sur son petit lit
L-bas m'attend
J'ai pris ces blanches
Pour ma mam

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

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

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