Luyện nghe bài hát Clouds (adapted From 'nuages')

See the white and fluffy
the sun
As he his light
On each and one
Still, clouds can hide his light
Till the day becomes like
So my light would darken too
If I ever you

As the begin to shed
Their of rain
So my aching would
Shed its tears of
Till that moment when
Darkened clouds roll by and
White and fluffy
the sun once again

Cheryl's
I was young
I'd long to touch a
On my on a bed of green
I'd contemplate the scene
They form themselves
into a lot o' different kinds o'
Of the kind pre-existed in my mind
Paintin' the o' scene
That I never saw on a screen
Look! that Moses on the mount!
There! Monte Christo an' a count!
Four white horses and a
Proceeding madly to
the sunlit of his majesty the king

Isn't a flying saucer
and a pilgrim out of going by?
They're all there in a cloud
Standing tall and
How to see!
A panorama that never end
like the do
"Cause yours alone
an' under direction
How'd y'like the
was showin' t'day?
An' a cast!
An' not the casting
but a story of glory everlasting
the errant, clouds
doing everything they always done
Like the sun
Come out an' do thing again

Stephane Grappelli/Stochelo Rosenberg
See the white, fluffy adore the sun
As he his light on each and every one
White and clouds adore the sun
again.