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, always
The old bread and rolls to sell
Ev'ry just the same
Since the morning 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 -
That's nice. Marie! The baguettes!
up!

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

How is your
Bonjour!
day!
How is your
I six eggs!
too expensive!
There be more than this provincial life!
Ah, Belle.

morning, sir. I've come to return the book I borrowed.
already?
Oh, I couldn't put it down. Have you got new?
Not yesterday.
That's all right. I'll . . . . this one!
one? But you've read it twice!
Well, my favorite! Far off places, daring
swordfights, magic spells, a prince in -
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 she's feeling
With a dreamy, far-off
And her nose stuck in a
What a puzzle to the rest of us is
Oh, this amazing?
It's my part because --- you'll see
Here's where she meets Prince
But she discover that it's him 'til chapter three!
Now it's no wonder that her means "Beauty"
Her looks have got no
But that fair facade
I'm afraid she's odd
Very diff'rent from the of us
nothing like the rest of us
Yes, diff'rent the rest of us is Belle!
I got it Gaston! Wow! You miss a shot, Gaston!
You're the greatest hunter in the 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 girl
I'm to marry.
But -
The beautiful girl in town.
I know, but -
That makes her the best. And
I deserve the
Of you do!
Right from the when I met her, saw her
I said she's and I fell
Here in town only she
Who is as me
So I'm making to woo and marry Belle
there he goes
Isn't he
Gaston
Oh so cute!
Be still my
I'm breathing
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 -
Those -
stale!
smell!
mistaken.
Well, so
morning! Oh, good morning!

There must be more than provincial life!
watch, I'm going to make Belle my wife!
Look there she
The is strange but special
A most mad'moiselle!
a pity and a sin
She quite fit in
'Cause she is a funny girl
A beauty but a funny
She really is a girl
Belle!