Luyện nghe bài hát Trumpeter Swan

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

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

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

Now I see you kneeling amidst the
And ferns at the side of the
Weaving 13 flaxen shirts for 13 brother swans
And never once in sweet thoughts

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

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

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

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

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

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