Luyện nghe bài hát Belle

Little
It's a quiet
day
Like the one
town
Full of little

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

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

Look she goes that girl is strange, no question
Dazed and distracted, you tell?
Never part of any
'Cause her head's up on some
No denying she's a funny that Belle
Bonjour!
day!

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

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

Thank you. you very much!
Look there she goes that is so peculiar
I wonder if she's well
a dreamy, far-off look
And her nose stuck in a
a puzzle to the rest of us is Belle
Oh, this amazing?
It's my part because --- you'll see
Here's where she meets Charming
But she won't discover it's him 'til chapter three!
Now it's no wonder that her means "Beauty"
Her have got no parallel
But that fair facade
I'm afraid rather odd
Very from the rest of us
She's nothing the rest of us
Yes, diff'rent from the 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 daughter?
She's the one - the girl
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 from the when I met her, saw her
I said she's gorgeous and I
in town there's only she
Who is as me
So I'm making to woo and marry Belle
Look he goes
Isn't he
Monsieur
Oh so cute!
Be still my
I'm breathing
He's a tall, dark, strong and handsome brute!
Bonjour!

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

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

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