Luyện nghe bài hát Belle

Belle: Little
It's a quiet
day
Like the one
town
Full of people
Waking up to

Bonjour!
Bonjour!
Bonjour! Bonjour! Bonjour!

goes the baker with his tray, like always
The same old bread and to sell
morning just the same
Since the that we came
To this poor town
Morning, Belle!
'Morning, Monsieur.
are you off to?
The bookshop. I just finished the wonderful story
about a beanstalk and an and a -
nice. Marie! The baguettes! Hurry 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 a funny girl that Belle

day
How is your

day
How is wife?

I six eggs
too expensive

There must be more than this life

Ah, Belle.
Morning. I've come to return the book I borrowed.
Finished
Oh, I put it down. Have you got anything new?
Ha Ha! Not yesterday.
That's all right. I'll . . . . . this one!
That one? But you've it twice!
Well, my favorite! Far off places, daring swordfights,
magic spells, a in disguise -
If you it all that much, it's yours!
But sir!
I insist.
Well, you. Thank you very much!

Look she goes that girl is so peculiar
I wonder if she's 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 part you'll see
Here's where she meets Prince
But she won't discover that it's him 'til chapter

Now it's no wonder that her name "beauty"
Her have got no parallel
But that fair facade
I'm afraid she's odd
Very from the rest of us
She's like the rest of us
Yes, diff'rent from the of us is Belle

Wow! You didn't miss a shot, Gaston! You're the
in the whole world!
I know.
No alive stands a chance against you. Ha ha ha! And
no girl, for matter.
It's true, LeFou. And I've got my sights set on one.
Hm! The daughter?
the one - the lucky girl I'm going to marry.
But -
The most girl in town.
I know, but -
That makes her the best. And I deserve the best?
Well, of course! I you do, but -

Right from the moment I met her, saw her
I said she's gorgeous and I
Here in there's only she
Who is as me
So I'm plans to woo and marry Belle

there he goes
Isn't he
Monsieur
Oh he's so
Be my heart
I'm breathing
He's such a tall, dark, strong and brute

Bonjour!

day
oui!
You call bacon?
lovely grapes!
Some
Ten
one
me!
get the knife
let me through!
This -
fish -
stale!
smell!
mistaken.

There must be more than provincial life!
Just watch, I'm going to Belle my wife!

Look there she goes a girl who's strange but
A peculiar mad'moiselle
It's a and a sin
She quite fit in
'Cause she really is a funny
A beauty but a funny
She really is a girl
Belle!