Luyện nghe bài hát Good Old World

(waltz)
When I was a boy, the moon was a pearl the sun a gold.
But when I was a man, the wind blew cold the hills upside down.
But now that I have from here there's no place I'd rather be
Than to float my on the tide back in the good old world.
On october's last, I'll fly back home rolling winding way
And all I've got's a full of flowers from my grave
But now summer is gone I it best
Back in the good old world I remember when, she held my
And we walked alone in the rain how pretty her mouth, how soft her hair
Nothing can be the same and a rose upon her breast
Where I to lay my head and her hair was so yellow
And the wine was so red in the good old world.