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 of all, come sit over here, somebody will call
A drink for monsieur, a 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 rounds sung,
Only yesterday the world was young.
Wherever I go they mention my name, and that in is some sort of fame,

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

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