Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Unfortunate Souls

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

Can you do

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

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

Now happened once or twice
couldn't pay the price
And I'm afraid I had to rake 'em the coals
Yes I've had the odd
But on the whole I've a saint
To those poor souls
Have we got a

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

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

But I don't

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

But my voice, how can I-

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On a lady withdrawn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

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

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

Now, sing!

Aah...

singing!