Luyện nghe bài hát Little Lottie...

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

(laughs)
Or of riddles or

Those in the attic

Or of

Father playing the

As we read to each
dark stories of the

No I love best Lotte said
is i'm asleep in my bed
and the angel of music songs in my head

The Angel of Music sings in my head

You sang like an angel

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

Oh no of it.
and now we go to

No Raoul the angel of is very strict

Well I shant you up late

no!

you change i'll order my carriage
two little Lotte

No wait!
(The Mirror)

boy!
this slave of
in your glory
Ignorant
brave young suitor
in my triumph!

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

Flattering you shall know me
see why in shadow I
at your face in the mirror
I am inside!

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

I am your of music
to me Angel of Music