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 I do. It's what I live for.
To help unfortunate merfolk yourself.
Poor souls no one else to turn to.
I admit in the past I've been a nasty
They weren't kidding they called me, well, a witch
But you'll that nowadays
I've mended all my
Repented, seen the light, and a switch
Yes
And I fortunately a little magic
It's a talent that I always possessed
And here lately, don't laugh
I use it on
Of the miserable, lonely, and depressed

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

Now it's happened once or
Someone couldn't pay the
And I'm afraid I had to 'em 'cross the coals
Yes I've had the odd
But on the whole been a saint
To poor unfortunate souls
we got a deal?

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

But you'll have your man, heh heh. full 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 asking much, just a really, a trifle!
What I want from you is - voice.

But my voice, how can I-

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On a lady withdrawn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

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

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

Now, sing!

Aah...

singing!