Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Unfortunate Souls

The only way to get what you want is to become a yourself.

Can you do

My dear, sweet child. That's what I do. It's what I for.
To unfortunate merfolk like yourself.
Poor souls no one else to turn to.
I admit in the past I've been a nasty
They weren't when they called me, well, a witch
But you'll that nowadays
I've mended all my
Repented, seen the light, and made a
Yes
And I fortunately know a magic
It's a talent I always have possessed
And here lately, please laugh
I use it on
Of the miserable, lonely, and depressed

Poor unfortunate
In pain, in
one longing to be thinner
That one wants to get the
And do I help
Yes,
poor unfortunate souls
So sad, so
They come flocking to my
Crying, "Spells, Ursula, please!"
And I them!
Yes I do

Now it's once or twice
Someone pay the price
And I'm afraid I had to rake 'em 'cross the
Yes I've had the odd
But on the I've been a saint
To poor unfortunate souls
we got a deal?

If I become human, I'll never be with my father or again.

But have your man, heh heh. Life's full of tough choices, isn't it? Heh heh.
Oh, and is one more thing.
We discussed the subject of payment.

But I have-

I'm not much, just a token really, a trifle!
What I from you is - your voice.

But my voice, how can I-

You'll have looks, your pretty face.
And don't underestimate the importance of language, ha!
The men up there like a lot of blabber
They think a girl who is a bore!
Yes on land it's preferred for ladies not to say a word
And after all dear, what is prattle for?
Come on, they're not all that impressed with
gentlemen avoid it when they can
But they dote and swoon and
On a lady who's
It's she who holds her who get's a man
Come on you unfortunate soul
Go ahead!
Make choice !

I'm a very busy and I haven't got all day
It won't cost
your voice!
You poor soul
sad but true
If you want to cross the bridge, my
got the pay the toll
Take a gulp and a breath
And go ahead and sign the
Flotsam, Jetsam, now got her, boys
The boss is on a
This unfortunate soul

Beluga
Come of the Caspian Sea
glaucitis
Et max
La to me

Now, sing!

Aah...

singing!