Luyện nghe bài hát His Love Makes Me Beautiful

Jule Styne-Bob

I am the beautiful of my love's affection
A illustration of his adoration
His makes you beautiful,
So beautiful, so
I ask my looking
What is it makes me so
The to my query comes back:
"Dearie, his love you beautiful,
So beautiful, so
And woman is woman glorified!"
I'll a beautiful, beautiful,
Beautiful, bride!

Oh, his love me beautiful,
So beautiful, so
I ask my glass
What is it makes me so
The answer to my query comes
"Dearie, his love makes you
So (beautiful)
So (beautiful)
And loved is woman glorified!"
make a beautiful, beautiful,
Beautiful, bride!

Oh, woman is glorified
I'm make a beautiful bride.

(Spoken)
-Gee, ain't she got some beautiful, skinny legs? Got a beautiful face
and
-I my wig, it pretty.
-Oh, oh-And know why? Cause it me feel beautiful. "Mirror, mirror on the
wall, who the of them all?" Me.

-I know it. I'm beautiful.
-Well, she is beautiful, cause she thinks she is.
-Really, beautiful.

I'll make a beautiful,
Beautiful, bride.