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. what I do. It's what I live for.
To unfortunate merfolk like yourself.
Poor with no one else to turn to.
I admit that in the past been a nasty
They weren't kidding when they called me, well, a
But find that nowadays
I've all my ways
Repented, the light, and made a switch
Yes
And I fortunately know a little
a talent that I always have possessed
And here lately, don't laugh
I use it on
Of the miserable, lonely, and pathetic

Poor souls
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
come flocking to my cauldron
Crying, "Spells, Ursula, please!"
And I them!
Yes I do

Now it's happened 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 been a saint
To those poor souls
we got a deal?

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

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

But I have-

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

But my voice, how can I-

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On a who's withdrawn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

I'm a very busy woman and I got all day
It won't cost
your voice!
You poor unfortunate
It's sad but
If you to cross the bridge, my sweet
You've got the pay the
Take a and take a breath
And go and sign the scroll
Flotsam, Jetsam, now got her, boys
The boss is on a
This poor unfortunate

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

Now, sing!

Aah...

singing!