Luyện nghe bài hát Music Box Dancer, Pt. 2

You in the room and you're wearing a frown
You for the shelf and cradle it down
The Box Dancer, what does it prove
Only that you need to see a statue moves
A tutu of satin, with lace
Slender lines, agile legs, a face
Her beauty is balanced, an pose
Eternally destined to on her toes

Music Box Dancer, she is a toy
Project upon her your of wanting life's joy
She's perched on her stand, and never will
A final upon her, now the music will start

You wind the doll up, it's nostalgic
You've been here before, so give one final
To of the future, to reflect on the past
Music Box Dancer your whirling at last

The room fills with music, such a song
her go 'round and 'round, she's where she belongs
Bring joy to the watchers, spreading a
Whenever wound up, she'll put on a show

Box Dancer, do you think or believe
She could step off her box if she wanted to
So easy it is, twirl with such grace
in her circle, she remains in one place

Such a brief moment, a small time to
The dancing will slow soon, the will end
In real life we're plastic, nature's
How can we life, how can we share
The knowledge and hidden in tombs
all Music Box Dancers all alone in our rooms
We sit on our where objects reside
We don't the music to get right inside

Box Dancer's now completely alone
No or no listener, because nobody's home
How long someone will re-wind the spring?
The room will now be witness; and can't sing