Luyện nghe bài hát Mrs. Hemingway

We packed up our and our dishes
Our dreams and your wool suits
We sailed on the eighth of
old Hudson River
Here the sea
And was as new and as bright and as true
I loved you and you loved me

Two steamer in the carriage
Safe arrival we cabled home
It was a few days before Christmas
We filled our stockings with wishes and walked for
Arm and arm the rain, to the glassed-in cafe
That held us hot house flowers

Living in Paris, in attics and
Where the merchants climb every stair
The dance hall next door is with sailors and whores
And the music floats up the air
Sancerre and oysters, cathedrals and cloisters
And time with its aim
For now we can say we were lucky days
And a rose into the Seine

Love is the greatest
It you out like a drum
And suddenly nothing is
As if all the clouds closed the
And the sun
And friends now are strangers in city of danger
As cold and as cruel as they

I look at old pictures
And smile at how we were
How it was to be hungry
It for fame or for money
It was for
And now my hair's grey
As the stone on the
In the city where was

Living in Paris, in and garrets
the coal merchants climb every stair
The dance hall door is filled with sailors and whores
And the music floats up the air
There's and oysters, and Notre Dame's cloisters
And time its unerring aim
For now we can say we were most days
And throw a rose the Seine
Now I can say I was most days
And throw a into the Seine