Luyện nghe bài hát Trumpeter Swan

Will you wipe the flour your hands and look this way?
Perfect, now hold your apron by side
Perfect, no, no, your hair's just

Will you let me paint you? I'll take such
Many sorrows, many life could be kinder
But you laugh a lot, is still a surprise
Meeting you and greeting you is always an
Oceans of love, crinkling in your

white and eager, my trumpeter swan
Gliding the ferns the fronds
We feel love
Oh, swan, oh, love on

Now I see you kneeling the fiddle-heads
And ferns at the side of the
Weaving 13 magic flaxen for 13 brother swans
And never in your sweet thoughts

Do you ever think you might fail
In your unknowing way your love is
Me, I the 13 brother swans are going
Me, I curse them when gone

But you will never for we will rearrange
The and fronds to re-surround you
The devil makes us see more and you see more
But you go beyond

white and eager, my trumpeter swan
Gliding the ferns the fronds
We your love
Oh, trumpeter swan, oh, on

When I think of you, I of Christmas
Of oranges and mangers on the
Of red and greens and
Of that twinkle on the Christmas tree

I don't know if trumpeter swans are
But if ever from this beautiful you should fly
The reason would be, the would be
You were too much by them by I

Neck and eager, my trumpeter swan
Gliding the ferns the fronds
We your love
Oh, swan, oh, love on