Luyện nghe bài hát Hanuka Bell

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

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

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

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

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

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