Luyện nghe bài hát Canadian Rose

Autumn air it me there
than an hour to go
Six miles an hour
And still it feels so

I'm trying to get back to
To a square in the center of
To a spot on a wooden
her feet didn't reach the ground

And when she kisses me it like cinnamon
And her skin smells of and rose
And she looked at me we'd both got quiet
And my heart beats so we were in so close
Once for such a while that still makes me smile

And she me her ugly American
And I would call her my flower
And I don't think we'll ever get there again
We had power

And she would me her ugly American
And I'll remember my rose
when the fall comes to Burlington
We in so close

I finally made it town looks rearranged
I know these people anymore
But in the ways not much else has changed
From the way it was

At least they still have this table
Where I once carved a particular
I run my fingers the weathered carving
And I almost can the same

And my mouth it almost tastes like cinnamon
As I ponder my pilgrimage means
And I try to figure out Vancouver is from here
And I to the leaves
If only for a beautiful that still makes me smile

And she called me her American
And I call her my Canadian flower
And I don't that we'll ever get there again
We had power

And she would call me her ugly
And I'll remember my rose
Especially when the fall comes to
We in so close

Every single hope and dream I could conjure up
Passionately springs in me and all are possible
and perfectly both of ours forever after and every day
At least it that way
Once for a beautiful while that still makes me smile

And she me her ugly American
And I would call her my Canadian
And I don't think we'll ever get there again
We had such

And she would call me her ugly
And I'll remember my Canadian
Especially when the fall comes to
We were in so