Luyện nghe bài hát Belle

Little
a quiet village
day
Like the one
town
Full of little

Waking up to
Bonjour!
Bonjour!
Bonjour! Bonjour! Bonjour!
There goes the baker with his tray, like
The same old bread and to sell
Ev'ry morning the same
Since the that we came
To this provincial town

Morning, Belle!
morning, Monsieur.
And where are you off to,
The bookshop. I just finished the most story
About a beanstalk and an and a -
Baker: nice. Marie! The baguettes!
up!

Look there she goes that is strange, no question
and distracted, can't you tell?
Never part of any
'Cause her up on some cloud
No denying a funny girl that Belle
Bonjour!
day!

How is fam'ly?
Bonjour!
day!
How is wife?
I six eggs!
too expensive!
There must be more than provincial life!
Ah, Belle.

Good morning, sir. I've come to return the I borrowed.
already?
Oh, I couldn't put it down. Have you got anything
Not yesterday.
all right. I'll borrow . . . . this one!
That one? But you've it twice!
Well, it's my favorite! Far off places,
swordfights, magic spells, a in disguise -
If you it all that much, it's yours!
But sir!
I insist.

you. Thank you very much!
Look there she goes that girl is so
I wonder if feeling well
With a dreamy, look
And her nose stuck in a
What a puzzle to the rest of us is
Oh, isn't this
It's my fav'rite because --- you'll see
Here's where she Prince Charming
But she won't discover that it's him chapter three!
Now it's no wonder her name means "Beauty"
Her looks have got no
But that fair facade
I'm afraid rather odd
diff'rent from the rest of us
She's nothing like the of us
Yes, diff'rent the rest of us is Belle!
I got it Gaston! Wow! You miss a shot, Gaston!
the greatest hunter in the whole world!
I know.

No alive stands a chance against you. ---
And no girl, for matter.
true, LeFou. And I've got
my sights set on one.
The inventor's
She's the one - the lucky
I'm to marry.
But -
The most girl in town.
I know, but -
makes her the best. And don't
I deserve the
Of you do!
Right the moment when I met her, saw her
I said she's and I fell
Here in there's only she
Who is as me
So I'm making plans to woo and Belle
there he goes
Isn't he
Monsieur
Oh so cute!
Be still my
I'm hardly
He's such a tall, dark, strong and brute!
Bonjour!

day
oui!
You call this
lovely grapes!
Some
Ten yards!
one
me!

Cheese
I'll get the
let me through!
This -
fish -
stale!
smell!
mistaken.
Well, so
Good morning! Oh, morning!

There must be more than provincial life!
Just watch, I'm going to Belle my wife!
Look she goes
The girl is but special
A peculiar mad'moiselle!
It's a and a sin
She quite fit in
'Cause she is a funny girl
A beauty but a girl
She really is a funny
Belle!