Luyện nghe bài hát Legionnaire's Lament

I'm a
in disrepair
Hoping for a
To passing by

I am on
Lacking my joie de
my gay Paris
In desert dry

And I wrote my
Told her I not return
Terribly taken a
For the worse, now I

It's a year or more
Since they shipped me to foreign shore
Fighting in a war
So far from my home

If only rain would fall
On the houses and the
And the side walk
like a dream

With the roar of
And the lulling of the cafe
The sweetly sleeping of the Seine
Lord, I know if I'll ever be back again

in the sun
Pinched doses of
Longing for the old
Of my

Curses to mirage
A bottle of ancient
A smattering of applause
Is in my poor ears

On the old left
My baby in a
Riding up the and length
Of the Champs

If only summer rain would
On the and the boulevard
And the walk bagatelles
like a dream

With the of cars
And the lulling of the bars
The sweetly sleeping of the Seine
Lord, I don't know if ever be back again

If only rain would fall
On the and the boulevard
And the side walk '
like a dream

With the of cars
And the lulling of the cafe
The sweetly sleeping sweeping of the
Lord, I know if I'll ever be back again

Be again
Be again
I'll be again