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

When it all true
the way you planned
It's funny but the bells don't
It's a thing

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

There are no fireworks
the roaring of the crowds
Maybe it is the strange new
Way up here the clouds

There be trumpets or balls of fire
To say coming
No roman candles, no choir
No of distant drumming

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

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

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

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

Don't when, don't know where
I can't say that I care
All I know is the minute you
And he's there

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

Well, do ya know
It's a thing
A very thing