Luyện nghe bài hát Belle

Little
It's a village
day
Like the one
Little
of little people

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

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

Look there she goes that is strange, no question
Dazed and distracted, you tell?
Never of any crowd
'Cause her head's up on cloud
No she's a funny 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.

morning, sir. I've come to return the book I borrowed.
Finished
Oh, I couldn't put it down. Have you got anything
Not yesterday.
That's all right. I'll borrow . . . . 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.

Thank you. you very much!
Look there she that girl is so peculiar
I wonder if she's well
With a dreamy, look
And her stuck in a book
What a to the rest of us is Belle
Oh, this amazing?
It's my part because --- you'll see
where she meets Prince Charming
But she won't discover that him 'til chapter three!
Now it's no wonder her name means "Beauty"
Her looks got no parallel
But that fair facade
I'm afraid she's odd
Very diff'rent the rest of us
She's nothing 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 in the whole world!
I know.

No beast alive stands a against you. ---
And no girl, for matter.
true, LeFou. And I've got
my set on that one.
The daughter?
the one - the lucky girl
I'm to marry.
But -
The most beautiful 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 there's she
Who is as me
So I'm making to woo and marry Belle
there he goes
Isn't he
Monsieur
Oh so cute!
Be my heart
I'm breathing
He's a tall, dark, strong and handsome brute!
Bonjour!

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

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

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