Luyện nghe bài hát Opera Singer

I am an singer
I stand on painted
It tells me I'm going
And to throw my cape

I call my brother
I call my co-star's
I play both and evil parts
I sing to play

And every mornin'
By 10 a.m I'm
My last for hours and hours
With diligence, I been blessed

Some people call me monster
Some people they call me
My feeds my darker side
Yet no one complain

I am an opera
I in foreign lands
sung for Kings in Europe
And emperors in

And after performance
stand around and wave
Just to tell me they love my voice
Just to tell me I'm great

I am an opera
I will sing when you're all
I sing the crumbling apart
I what can't be said

I am an opera
I in foreign lands
Most people seem to know my
Or at know who I am