Luyện nghe bài hát The White Roses

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

It was a kid a boy from
His sole family was his
A girls with big faded eyes
By and misery
Elle aimait les fleurs, les surtout
Et le bambin, le dimanche
Lui apportait des blanches
Au d'acheter des joujoux
La clinant bien
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 giving them to her
aujourd'hui dimanche
Tiens ma jolie
des roses blanches
Toi qui les aimes
Va quand je grand
au marchand
Toutes ses roses
Pour toi mam

"today sunday
Here my mom
are some white roses
You who love them so
Go I'll grow old
I will buy from the
All of his roses
For you mommy"
Au dernier le destin brutal
Vint la blonde ouvrire
Elle tomba malade et pour
Le gamin vit sa mre
Un d'avril parmi les promeneurs
N'ayant plus un sous sa poche
Sur un le pauvre gosse
Furtivement quelques fleurs
La fleuriste surpris, en baissant la tte il lui dit

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

"today sunday
And I was to visit mommy
I those white roses
She love so much
On her little bed
In there waiting for me
I took white roses
For my mommy"
La marchande mue lui dit
emporte-les je te les
l'embrassa et l'enfant partit
Tout rayonnant qu'on le
Puis il vint en courant
offrir les fleurs sa mre
Mais en le une infirmire
Lui dit: tu 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 he was forgiven
to the hospital he came running
To offer the to his mother
But seeing him a
Told him: "you no longer a mommy"
And the boy kneeling down told in front of the little bed
c'est aujourd'hui
Tiens ma maman
Voici des blanches
Toi qui les tant
Et quand tu t'en
Au grand jardin
Ces belles blanches
Tu les

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