Luyện nghe bài hát Little Lottie...

Little Lotte let her wander
Little Lotte
Am I of dolls or of goblins or shoes

(laughs)
Or of or frocks

Those picnics in the

Or of

Father the violin

As we read to other
dark of the North

No what I love best said
is when i'm in my bed
and the angel of music sings in my head

The Angel of sings songs in my head

You sang like an tonight

Father said i'm in heaven child
I will send The of Music to you.
Well father is Raoul
and I have been visited by the of music

Oh no of it.
and now we go to

No Raoul the angel of music is strict

Well I shant you up late

no!

you change i'll order my carriage
two minutes Lotte

No wait!
(The Mirror)

boy!
this slave of
basking in your
fool
this brave young
in my triumph!

Angel I you!
Speak! I listen stay by my
me
Angel my soul was forgive me!
at last master!

Flattering child you know me
see why in I hide
look at your in the mirror
I am inside!

Angel of guide and Guardian
grant to me glory
Angel of hide no longer
come to me, strange

I am Angel of music
Come to me Angel of