Luyện nghe bài hát Trumpeter Swan

Will you wipe the from your hands and look this way?
Perfect, now your apron by your side
Perfect, no, no, your just fine

Will you let me paint you? I'll such pride
Many sorrows, many ways life could be
But you a lot, life is still a surprise
you and greeting you is always an armful
Oceans of love, in your eyes

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

Now I see you amidst the fiddle-heads
And ferns at the side of the
Weaving 13 magic flaxen shirts for 13 brother
And never once in sweet thoughts

Do you ever think maybe you might
In unknowing way your love is strong
Me, I fear the 13 swans are going
Me, I curse them they've gone

But you will never know for we will
The ferns and to re-surround you
The devil makes us see more and you don't see
But somehow you go

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

I think of you, I think of Christmas
Of oranges and on the mantelpiece
Of red and greens and
Of stars twinkle on the Christmas tree

I know if trumpeter swans are immortal
But if ever from this pond you should fly
The reason would be, the would be
You loved too much by them by I

Neck white and eager, my trumpeter
through the ferns the fronds
We feel your
Oh, trumpeter swan, oh, on