Luyện nghe bài hát Sweet Thing

And I will stroll the way
And jump the first
And I drink the clear clean water
For to quench my

And I watch the ferry boats
And get high on a bluer ocean
Against sky
And I will never grow so old

And I will walk and
In gardens all wet rain
Oh sweet thing, thing
My, my, my, my, my sweet

And I shall my chariot
Down streets and cry
Hey, me, I'm dynamite
And I don't why

And you shall take me
In arms again
And I will not
I even felt the pain

We shall walk and
In all misty and wet with rain
And I will never, never,
so old again

Oh sweet thing, thing
My, my, my, my, my thing

And I will my hand up
Into the night sky
And the stars
shining in your eye

Just to dig it all an' not to
That's just fine and be satisfied
Not to read in the lines

And I will and talk
In gardens all wet rain
And I will never, ever, ever,
so old again

Oh sweet thing, sweet
Sugar, baby your champagne eyes
And your saint like