Luyện nghe bài hát A QUIET THING / THERE WON'T BE TRUMPETS

When it all true
Just the way you
It's funny but the bells ring
It's a thing

you hold the world
In trembling hand
You think you'd hear a singing
But it is a thing

are no exploding fireworks
Where's the roaring of the
it is the strange new atmosphere
Way up here among the

There be trumpets or balls of fire
To say he's
No candles, no angel's choir
No sound of distant

He may not be the
Tall and graceful, fair and
Doesn't just as long as he
along

But not trumpets or lightning flashing
Or shining
He may be daring, he may be
Or maybe he's a

I can wait, what's day?
He has lots of hills to
And a doesn't come till
The nick of

Don't look for or whistles tooting
To him
There won't be trumpets, but sure as
You'll him when you see him

know when, don't know where
I even say that I care
All I is the minute you turn
And he's suddenly

There be trumpets
There are no
Who trumpets?
Happiness in on tiptoe

Well, what do ya
It's a quiet
A very quiet