🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: One Fine Day - Hayley Westenra

 One fine day you'll  me
 A thread of  arising on the sea
 In  far horizon
 And  the ship appearing
 Then the trim white 
 Glides into  harbour
  forth her cannon
 See you?  he is coming
 I do not go to meet 
 Not I
 I stay upon the  of the hill
  wait there
 And  for a long time
 But never weary of the  waiting
 From out the crowded 
 There is coming a man in  distance
 Climbing the 
 Chi sara? chi 
 E come sara 
 Che dira?  dira?
  will call, "Butterfly" from the distance
 I,  answering
 Hold  quietly concealed
  bit to tease him
 
 One fine day  find me
 A thread of smoke arising  the sea
 In the  horizon
 And then  ship appearing
 
 This  all come to pass as I tell you
  your idle fears
 For he  return
 I know
 I know he will