Luyện nghe bài hát Grizabella

Grizabella intrudes more, wanting to rejoin her
family and be a part of the celebration. The cats
her. She is left to contemplate her "Memory" of
the before she left the tribe, when she was once
young, and happy.

You see the border of her coat is torn and stained sand
And you see the corner of her eye twist a crooked pin

Silence - not a sound the pavement
Has the moon lost her
She is smiling
In the lamplight the withered leaves collect at my
And the begins to moan

street lamp seems to beat a fatalistic warning

Someone mutters and the streetlamp
And soon it be morning

Memory - all in the moonlight
I can at the old days
I was then
I remember the time I what happiness was
Let the memory again

She to be accepted, and she stretches out her hand
her, hoping another cat will touch her. It doesn't happen.
She slinks off the night.

ACT II