Luyện nghe bài hát When the World Was Young

It isn't by chance I happen to be a boulevardier, the of Paree,
For the noise, the talk and the smoke, I'm good for a laugh, a drink or a joke,
I walk in a room, a party of all, come sit over here, somebody will
A for monsieur, a drink for us all, but how many times, I sat and recall.

Are the apple trees, in the breeze that we walk among,
Lying in the hay, games we used to play, while the were sung,
Only when the world was young.
Wherever I go they mention my name, and that in itself is sort of fame,

Come by for a drink, having a game, wherever I go, I'm glad that I came.
The is quite gay, the company's fine,
There's laughter and lights and and wine.
And beautiful girls and summer's mine, but often my eyes see a different shine.

Are the apple trees, sunlit memories, where the swung,
On our sweet lie, looking at the sky, till the stars were strung
Only last when the world was young.