Luyện nghe bài hát Opera Singer

I am an opera
I on painted tape
It tells me where I'm
And where to my cape

I call my brother
I my co-star's name
I play good and evil parts
I sing to Verdi's

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

Some people they call me
people they call me saint
My talent my darker side
Yet no one complain

I am an opera
I sing in lands
I've sung for in Europe
And emperors in

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

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

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