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 the baker with his tray, like always
The same old bread and rolls to
Ev'ry morning just the
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 wonderful story
a beanstalk and an ogre and a -
Baker: nice. Marie! The baguettes!
up!

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

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

Good morning, sir. I've come to return the I borrowed.
already?
Oh, I couldn't put it down. you got anything new?
Not yesterday.
That's all right. I'll borrow . . . . one!
That 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.

Thank you. you very much!
there she goes that girl is so peculiar
I wonder if feeling well
With a dreamy, look
And her nose stuck in a
What a to the rest of us is Belle
Oh, this amazing?
It's my fav'rite because --- you'll see
Here's she meets Prince Charming
But she discover that it's him 'til chapter three!
Now it's no wonder her name means "Beauty"
Her looks have got no
But that fair facade
I'm she's rather odd
Very diff'rent the rest of us
nothing like the rest of us
Yes, from the rest of us is Belle!
I got it Gaston! Wow! You miss a shot, Gaston!
You're the hunter in the whole world!
I know.

No beast alive stands a chance you. ---
And no girl, for matter.
true, LeFou. And I've got
my set on that one.
The inventor's
the one - the lucky girl
I'm to marry.
But -
The most 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 gorgeous and I fell
Here in 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 hardly
He's such a tall, dark, strong and brute!
Bonjour!

day
oui!
You this bacon?
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 this life!
Just watch, I'm going to Belle my wife!
there she goes
The is strange but special
A peculiar mad'moiselle!
a pity and a sin
She doesn't fit in
'Cause she really is a girl
A beauty but a girl
She really is a girl
Belle!