Luyện nghe bài hát Belle

Belle: Little
a quiet village
day
Like the one
town
Full of people
up to say:

Bonjour!
Bonjour!
Bonjour! Bonjour! Bonjour!

There the baker with his tray, like always
The same old bread and to sell
Ev'ry morning the same
Since the morning that we
To this poor town
Morning, Belle!
'Morning, Monsieur.
are you off to?
The bookshop. I just finished the wonderful story
a beanstalk and an ogre and a -
That's nice. Marie! The baguettes! up!)

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

day
How is fam'ly?

day
How is your

I six eggs
too expensive

There must be more than provincial life

Ah, Belle.
Good Morning. 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!
one? But you've read it twice!
Well, it's my favorite! Far off places, swordfights,
spells, a prince in disguise -
If you like it all much, it's yours!
But sir!
I insist.
Well, thank you. Thank you much!

Look she goes that girl is so peculiar
I if she's feeling well
a dreamy far-off look
And her stuck in a book
What a puzzle to the of us is Belle

Oh, this amazing?
It's my fav'rite part you'll see
Here's where she meets Charming
But she won't discover that it's him 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
diff'rent from the rest of us
She's like the rest of us
Yes, diff'rent the rest of us is Belle

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

Right from the when I met her, saw her
I she's gorgeous and I fell
in town there's only she
Who is as me
So I'm making to woo and marry Belle

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

Bonjour!

day
oui!
You call this
What grapes!
Some
Ten
one
me!
I'll get the
let me through!
This -
Those -
stale!
smell!
mistaken.

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

Look there she a girl who's strange but special
A most mad'moiselle
a pity and a sin
She quite fit in
she really is a funny girl
A beauty but a funny
She really is a girl
Belle!