Luyện nghe bài hát Singring & The Glass Guitar

(an fairy tale)

This is an fairy tale. if you've never heard of an electrified
Fairy tale, just picture little fairies wee tiny electric guitars.

Once upon a time long ago] in a land not far from here, there was a place
Called harmony. in harmony was happy and this "joie devivre" was
Guarded by invisible patron, the muse singring. but jealous forces, and
There are jealous forces in such tales, have conspired to capture the
Spirit, imprisoning it in [an instrument of glass, locking it in] a chest
keys, and casting the keys to the four corners of the earth so that only
Four particularly brave and talented individuals retrieve them. it is
Here our story begins.
There's a rumor I that's going 'round town
Someone's singring, singring
Come the news, come hurry on down
to the old town square
The announcer wipes at his eyes, he's to hide
See it in his face, by his expression
The secret knowledge that to escape as he cried
Day of infamy, someone's captured
Day of tragedy, someone's singring
Now what we do, what shall we do now?
And if you take a around, harmony is dying
Someone trapped the spirit in a glass
And if you with your heart, you can hear it crying
Free me from my prison in this glass guitar

There's a I heard that's going around
saving singring, singring
Come hear the summons, hurry on
to the village green
And the spokesman for us all, together we call
Brave adventurers, warriors, and men
Conquer self and so in the end us all
Conquer earth and wind, conquer fire and
adventurers, come and save us all
And if you fail to win the keys, is dying
Trapped away in a glass guitar
And if you listen with your heart, you can hear it
Free me from my crystal prison in this guitar
Having on the green, the brave adventurers of the land march off in
Search of the keys. their quest leads first to the river's edge.
Lead me to the
Pass me my of wine
I show me to the water
before I change my mind
I go down to the river and bravely the I row
the falls to the bottomless pool
And it's down to the I go

Only one has the courage to dive into the river and brave the bottomless
In search of the key.

Let the four winds icy breath before me
Storms will never keep me the glass guitar
Hurricanes may scream, I never feel it
'til I find the key that leads me to the guitar

one has the courage to wander the desert [alone] and brave the eternal
Winds in of the second key

can never burn me
Flames can not me - faster am i
Blazes never me
I walk hot coals for a mile
My sword is tempered, my loins are in steel
Make my way to the heart of the of flames
And if I do my best and stop to rest
I may the test and capture the key that opens the chest

Only one has the courage to make his way the forest of flames and brave
The dragon in search of the third key.

I will climb the face of the highest
Whilst singring calls crying from the glass
Though the earth may shake let the planet
Steady will I struggle onward to the guitar

one has the courage to climb to the top of the highest mountain in search
Of the key.

scaled the mountain and finding no key, the climber begins chopping
Madly at the with his pickax, causing the mountain to split in two,
the last key.

Now in possession of all four keys, the brave adventurers march
Into the valley of silence to open the chest, smash the glass guitar, and
The of harmony.