Luyện nghe bài hát Time Brings

Hearken to me both and low
I'll for you a song
Of and Queens, and rose-lipped maidens
light foot lads
Now is grand, when love is new
The blood, it runs strong
There's nothing a lad won't do
To keep his princess
He'll tease her with poems and
He'll ask her out to
He'll cajole and beg
And always win
In bitter-sweet

For time it comes, and it goes
It makes the strongest tree to
Kings and have no defence
brings all things to an end.
But he goes out, with his drinking
His begin to roam
He forgets all about the beauty
Who now, sits home
There's no more walks, down lane
no more wine in the sun
All that's left is a pain
Time, alas won

Now all who wish for love to
And last your whole life
Keep ahead of time me
And never be