Luyện nghe bài hát White Wine In The Sun

I like Christmas
It's sentimental, I know, but I just like it
I am religious
I'd rather break bread with Dawkins Desmond Tutu, to be honest

And yes, I all of the usual objections
To consumerism, the of an ancient religion
To the of a dead Palestinian
Press-ganged into selling and beer
But I really like it

I'm looking to Christmas
Though I'm not expecting a visit Jesus

be seeing my dad
My brother and sisters, my and my mum
They'll be white wine in the sun
I'll be my dad
My and sisters, my gran and my mum
be drinking white wine in the sun

I don't go in for wisdom
I don't believe just 'cos ideas are it means they're worthy
I get freaked out by
Some of the hymns that they sing have chords but the lyrics are spooky

And yes I all of the usual objections
To the mis-education of children who, in institutions,
Are taught to externalise
And to feel ashamed and to judge things as plain right and
But I like the songs

I'm not expecting big
The old combination of socks, jocks and chocolate's is fine by me

Cos I'll be my dad
My brother and sisters, my and my mum
They'll be white wine in the sun
I'll be my dad
My brother and sisters, my and my mum
be drinking white wine in the sun

And you, my girl
My jetlagged infant
You'll be handed the room
Like a at a primary school
And you understand
But you will learn
That wherever you are and whatever you
These are the people make you feel safe in this world
My blue-eyed girl

And if my girl
When twenty-one or thirty-one
And Christmas comes
And you find yourself thousand miles from home
You'll what ever comes

Your and sisters and me and your Mum
Will be for you in the sun
you come
Your and sisters, your aunts and your uncles
grandparents, cousins and me and your mum
We'll be for you in the sun
white wine in the sun
Darling, when Christmas
We'll be for you in the sun
white wine in the sun
for you in the sun
for you...
Waiting...

I like Christmas
sentimental, I know...