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 paris
His family was his mother
A poor girls with big eyes
By and misery
aimait les fleurs, les roses surtout
Et le cher bambin, le
Lui apportait des roses
Au lieu d'acheter des
La clinant bien
Il disait en les lui

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

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

On last spring destiny
Came hitting the blond
She ill and for the hospital
The boy saw his mother
A morning of april the walkers
Not having anymore a single in his pocket
On the the poor 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 blanches
les aiment tant
Sur son lit blanc
L-bas elle
J'ai pris ces roses
ma jolie mam

"today sunday
And I was to visit mommy
I took those roses
She love them so
On her white bed
In there she's 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 voyant une
Lui dit: tu n'as de mam
Et le gamin s'agenouillant, dit devant le petit lit

The touched merchant told him
"have I give them to you"
She kissed him and he
All shinning that he was
Then to the he came running
To offer the flowers to his
But seeing him a
him: "you no longer have a mommy"
And the boy kneeling down told in of the little white bed
c'est aujourd'hui
Tiens ma maman
Voici des blanches
Toi qui les tant
Et tu t'en iras
Au jardin l-bas
Ces belles roses
Tu les

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