Luyện nghe bài hát Singring & The Glass Guitar

(an fairy tale)

This is an electrified fairy tale. if you've heard of an electrified
Fairy tale, just little fairies with wee tiny electric guitars.

Once upon a time [not long in a land not far from here, there was a place
Called harmony. everyone in harmony was happy and "joie devivre" was
Guarded by their invisible patron, the muse singring. but forces, and
There are always jealous forces in such tales, have conspired to the
Spirit, imprisoning it in [an instrument of glass, it in] a chest with
Four keys, and casting the keys to the four of the earth so that only
Four particularly brave and talented individuals might them. it is
Here that our begins.
There's a rumor I heard that's going 'round
Someone's captured singring,
hear the news, come hurry on down
Down to the old 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, captured singring
Day of tragedy, someone's singring
Now what shall we do, what we do now?
And if you take a look around, harmony is
Someone trapped the spirit in a glass
And if you listen with your heart, you can it crying
Free me from my crystal in this glass guitar

There's a rumor I heard that's around
Someone's saving singring,
hear the summons, hurry on down
Down to the green
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
adventurers, come and save us all
And if you fail to win the keys, is dying
Trapped forever in a glass guitar
And if you with your heart, you can hear it crying
me from my crystal prison in this glass guitar
Having on the green, the brave adventurers of the land march off in
Search of the keys. their quest leads them to the river's edge.
me to the water
Pass me my flagon of
I show me to the water
Quick I change my mind
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 into the river and brave the bottomless pool
In search of the key.

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

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

Fire can never me
Flames can not catch me - am i
never faze me
Barefoot I walk hot for a mile
My sword is tempered, my loins are girded in
Make my way to the heart of the forest of
And if I do my best and don't 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 fire-breathing dragon in of the third key.

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

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, the mountain to split in two,
Revealing the key.

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