Luyện nghe bài hát Music Box Dancer, Pt. 2

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

Box Dancer, she is only a toy
Project upon her your of wanting life's joy
She's perched on her stand, and never part
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 pause
To dream of the future, to reflect on the
Box Dancer start your whirling at last

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

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

a brief moment, a small time to spend
The dancing will slow soon, the will end
In real life we're plastic, unfair
How can we life, how can we share
The knowledge and insights in tombs
We're all Music Box all alone in our rooms
We sit on our where objects reside
We allow the music to get right inside

Music Box Dancer's now alone
No winder or no listener, nobody's home
How long before someone will the spring?
The room will now be and silence can't sing