Luyện nghe bài hát Sing A Song For The Tragopan

By Roger Brown and Donald

WHEN I TO HIM IN CHINA, THE TRAGOPAN SAID,
I WANNA NIGGLE, BUT I THINK I'LL SOON BE DEAD.
IF THEY CHOP DOWN THE TREES I'LL NOWHERE TO HIDE,
ALONG WILL COME A HUNTER AND HE'LL ME BY SURPRISE.

SING A SONG FOR THE TRAGOPAN,
THE PHEASANT WHO LIVE WITHOUT EASE.
DON'T LET THEM CHOP DOWN THE THAT HE'LL NEED,
THE TRAGOPAN CAN'T WITHOUT LEAVES.

LAST IN CHINA, THE TRAGOPAN SAID,
HOW WOULD YOU FEEL IF THEY AWAY YOUR BED,
CLOSED UP YOUR GARAGE AND OUT THE PHONE,
TOOK AWAY THE DEEP AND LEFT YOU ALL ALONE?

LET'S SING A FOR THE TRAGOPAN,
THE PHEASANT WHO CAN'T WITHOUT EASE.
DON'T LET THEM CHOP THE TREES THAT HE'LL NEED,
THE TRAGOPAN LIVE WITHOUT LEAVES.

SING A SONG FOR THE TRAGOPAN,
THE WHO CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT EASE.
DON'T LET THEM CHOP DOWN THE THAT HE'LL NEED,
THE CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT LEAVES.

DON'T LET THEM CHOP DOWN THE THAT HE'LL NEED,
THE TRAGOPAN CAN'T WITHOUT LEAVES.

DON'T LET THEM CHOP THE TREES THAT HE'LL NEED,
THE TRAGOPAN LIVE WITHOUT LEAVES.

SCOUSE WAS LEARNING ENGLISH. HE WAS LEARNING ENGLISH FROM THE TELEVISION. AT NIGHT, WHEN THE FAMILY HAD GONE TO BED, HE PRETENDED TO BE A SINGER. HE IMAGINED HE WAS WITH THE FAMILY ON THE TELEVISION SCREEN. HE WROTE A SONG.
AS HE SANG HIS SONG, HE PRETENDED THE JOLLIES WERE HIM, PLAYING HIS MUSIC.