Luyện nghe bài hát Music Box Dancer, Pt. 2

You walk in the room and you're wearing a
You for the shelf and cradle it down
The Box Dancer, what does it prove
Only that you to see a statue that moves
A tutu of satin, with lace
Slender lines, agile legs, a wonderland
Her is balanced, an immovable pose
Eternally to remain 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 will part
A final gaze upon her, now the music start

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

The room with music, such a cute song
Watching her go 'round and 'round, 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 step off her box if she to leave
So easy it is, twirl with such grace
in her circle, she remains in one place

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

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