Luyện nghe bài hát Hanuka Bell

Dinga lingle lingle, I ring bell
Knocka knock knock at your door
The week of now is here
And you must be sad no

I'll help you and scrubbity scrub
I'll dress you and sweet, sweet, sweet,
dance you right out your door, door, door,
And you be sad no more.

Here's my old man drives my old horse
Hitched up to my junky old
His clothes look older you and me
But he talks with a song in his

Grandma tells tales of old times
Us kids walk all back to those
She waves her hands and a fire lights her eye
And she looks sad anymore.

Hanuka time is the for us all
To tell things that our minds
To untie old of bad feelings we've had
And try not to sad anymore

It's dinga lingle lingle, I dingle your
Yes, I knocka knock at your door
Eight days of sweet Hanuka make me like new
So I don't look so sad