Luyện nghe bài hát Music Box Dancer, Pt. 2

You walk in the room and you're wearing a
You reach for the and cradle it down
The Music Box Dancer, what it prove
Only that you need to see a statue moves
A tutu of satin, with lace
Slender lines, legs, a wonderland face
Her is balanced, an immovable pose
Eternally to remain on her toes

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

You wind the doll up, it's because
You've been here before, so one final pause
To dream of the future, to reflect on the
Music Box start your whirling at last

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

Music Box Dancer, do you think or
She could off her box if she wanted to leave
So easy it is, around with such grace
Staying in her circle, she in one place

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

Music Box Dancer's now alone
No winder or no listener, because home
How long before will re-wind the spring?
The room will now be witness; and silence can't