Luyện nghe bài hát Wick

Hey ho, there Mary
Hey ho, there
And why are you in such bad
the garden is dead,
its the most place I have ever seen
lose great branches
And dead roots and leaves all tangled up on the
Now did you take a real close look at
Mary, the roses will fair thrive on being neglected
If the soil is rich
You it might be alive, but how can we tell?
Oh, I can tell if the thing is
Wick, I've Ben say wick

When a thing is wick, it has a life it
Maybe not a like you and me
But somewhere there's a secret streak of green it
Now come and let me you what I mean

When a thing is wick, it has a light it
Maybe not a that you can see
But down below a spark's asleep inside it
Waiting for the right time to be

You clear the dead parts
So the tender buds can
up the earth and let the roots get warm
Let the roots get

Come a mild day, come a rain
a snowdrop, a comin' up
Come a lily, come a
Come to call, callin' all of us to and see

When a is wick
And cares about it
And comes to each day
you and me
Will it
It
Then have no about it
We'll have the grandest garden seen

Oh, Dickon, I it all to be wick
Would you come and at it with me?
come every day, rain or shine if you want me
All that garden needs is for us to come it up
Dickon, what if we the garden, then uncle
Archie takes it back, or Colin it?
a miracle that would be, gettin' a poor
Crippled boy out to see his mother's

You give a thing
A little chance to
how you will know
If she is wick, grow
So to greet the morning
Leave the below
a thing is wick
It has a will to grow and

Come a day, come a warm rain
a snowdrop, a-comin' up
Come a lily, a lilac
Come to call, calling all the to come
Calling all of us to
Calling all the world to

Oh, somewhere there's single of green below
And all the darkest nighttime
It's waiting for the time
When a thing is wick, it grow!