Luyện nghe bài hát When the World Was Young

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

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

Come by for a drink, we're having a game, 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 trees, sunlit memories, where the hammock swung,
On our backs sweet lie, at the sky, till the stars were strung
last July when the world was young.