Luyện nghe bài hát Singring & The Glass Guitar

(an electrified tale)

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

Once upon a time [not ago] in a land not far from here, there was a place
Called harmony. everyone in harmony was and this "joie devivre" was
Guarded by their 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 of glass, locking it in] a chest with
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
that our story begins.
There's a rumor I heard that's 'round town
captured singring, singring
Come hear the news, come hurry on
to the old town square
The wipes at his eyes, he's trying to hide
See it in his face, by his expression
The secret knowledge that claws to as he cried
Day of infamy, someone's captured
Day of tragedy, someone's captured
Now shall we do, what shall we do now?
And if you take a around, harmony is dying
Someone trapped the spirit in a guitar
And if you with your heart, you can hear it crying
Free me from my crystal prison in glass guitar

There's a rumor I that's going around
saving singring, singring
Come hear the summons, on down
Down to the village
And the speaks for us all, together we call
adventurers, warriors, and free men
Conquer and so in the end save us all
Conquer and wind, conquer fire and water
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 it crying
Free me from my crystal in this glass guitar
gathered on the green, the brave adventurers of the land march off in
Search of the keys. their leads them first to the river's edge.
Lead me to the
Pass me my of wine
I said show me to the
Quick before I change my
I go down to the and bravely the rapids I row
Over the falls to the pool
And it's to the bottom I go

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

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

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

Fire can never me
Flames can not me - faster am i
Blazes never me
Barefoot I hot coals for a mile
My is tempered, my loins are girded in steel
Make my way to the heart of the forest of
And if I do my and don't stop to rest
I may pass the test and capture the key that opens the

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

I will climb the face of the mountain
Whilst calls crying from the glass guitar
Though the earth may shake let the tremble
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 ground with his pickax, the mountain 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.