Luyện nghe bài hát Trumpeter Swan

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

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

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

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

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

But you will never know for we will
The ferns and fronds to you
The makes us see more and you don't see more
But you go beyond

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

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

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

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