Luyện nghe bài hát White Wine In The Sun

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

And yes, I have all of the objections
To consumerism, the commercialisation of an ancient
To the westernisation of a dead
Press-ganged into Playstations and beer
But I really like it

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

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
They'll be drinking white in the sun

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

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

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

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

And you, my baby
My jetlagged infant
You'll be handed round the
Like a puppy at a school
And you won't
But you will someday
wherever you are and whatever you face
These are the people who'll you feel safe in this world
My blue-eyed girl

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

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

I like Christmas
sentimental, I know...