Luyện nghe bài hát Trumpeter Swan

Will you the flour 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 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

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

Now I see you kneeling the fiddle-heads
And ferns at the of the pond
Weaving 13 flaxen shirts for 13 brother swans
And once in your sweet thoughts

Do you ever think you might fail
In your unknowing way your love is
Me, I fear the 13 brother swans are
Me, I curse when they've gone

But you never know for we will rearrange
The ferns and fronds to you
The devil us see more and you don't see more
But somehow you go

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

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

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

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