Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Unfortunate Souls

The way to get what you want 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 unfortunate merfolk yourself.
souls with no one else 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
mended all my ways
Repented, seen the light, and made a
Yes
And I fortunately know a little
It's a talent that I always possessed
And here lately, please don't
I use it on
Of the miserable, lonely, and pathetic

Poor unfortunate
In pain, in
This one to be thinner
That one wants to get the
And do I help
Yes,
Those poor 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 'em 'cross the coals
Yes had the odd complaint
But on the whole I've a saint
To those poor souls
we got a deal?

If I human, I'll never be with my father or sisters 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 haven't the subject of payment.

But I have-

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

But my voice, how can I-

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On a who's withdrawn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

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

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

Now, sing!

Aah...

singing!