Luyện nghe bài hát Singring & The Glass Guitar

(an fairy tale)

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

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

There's a I heard that's going around
saving singring, singring
Come the summons, hurry on down
Down to the village
And the spokesman speaks for us all, together we
adventurers, warriors, and free men
Conquer and so in the end save us all
Conquer and wind, conquer fire and water
Brave adventurers, come and us all
And if you to win the keys, harmony is dying
Trapped away in a glass guitar
And if you listen with your heart, you can it crying
Free me from my crystal prison in this guitar
Having gathered on the green, the brave of the land march off in
Search of the keys. their quest them first to the river's edge.
Lead me to the
Pass me my flagon of
I said me to the water
Quick I change my mind
I go down to the river and the rapids I row
Over the falls to the bottomless
And it's down to the I go

Only one has the courage to dive into the river and brave the pool
In of the first key.

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

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

Fire can burn me
can not catch me - faster am i
Blazes faze me
I walk hot coals for a mile
My is tempered, my loins are girded in steel
my way to the heart of the forest of flames
And if I do my best and don't to rest
I may pass the and capture the key that opens the chest

Only one has the to make his way into 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 I struggle onward to the glass guitar

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

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

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