Luyện nghe bài hát The White Roses

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

It was a kid a boy from
His family was his mother
A poor girls with big faded
By sorrow and
aimait les fleurs, les roses surtout
Et le bambin, le dimanche
Lui des roses blanches
Au lieu d'acheter des
La clinant tendrement
Il en les lui donnant

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

"today it's
Here my mom
are some white roses
You who love them so
Go I'll grow old
I will buy the store
All of his roses
For you mommy"
Au dernier le destin brutal
frapper la blonde ouvrire
Elle tomba malade et l'hopital
Le vit partir sa mre
Un d'avril parmi les promeneurs
N'ayant un sous dans sa poche
Sur un le pauvre gosse
Furtivement vola quelques
La fleuriste l'ayant surpris, en 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 morning of among the walkers
Not having a single penny in his pocket
On the the poor boy
Furtively some flowers
The (woman) having caught him, lowering his eyes he told her
c'est aujourd'hui
Et j'allais voir
pris ces roses blanches
Elle les tant
Sur son petit lit
L-bas m'attend
pris ces roses blanches
Pour ma mam

"today it's
And I was to visit mommy
I those white roses
She love them so
On her white bed
In she's waiting for me
I took white roses
For my mommy"
La marchande mue lui dit
je te les donne
Elle l'embrassa et l'enfant
rayonnant qu'on le pardonne
Puis il vint 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 merchant told him softly
"have them I give to you"
She him and he left
All shinning that he was
Then to the he came running
To offer the flowers to his
But seeing him a
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
des roses blanches
Toi qui les aimais
Et quand tu t'en
Au jardin l-bas
Ces roses blanches
Tu les

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