Luyện nghe bài hát Soldier

(i. hanson/t. hanson/z. hanson)

Avery: "can I hear the story of the one soldier? please?

Jessie: "yeah, and can I hear the story of the tin
Please? one time! or I'll knock your nose off!"

Not so long ago in a toy not so far away,
a boy, who had so many toys
And he didn't know to do with them all,
With them all, them all.

Well his of all the toys
the tin soldiers, the tin soldiers,
And the one that he the most,
Was the one the missing leg.

At night the toys would alive,
how the story is told,
There they meet, the with the missing leg,
And the ballerina with the of gold,
At night they would each others dreams,
Under the stars bright,
But were to shy to speak of love,
To speak of

One day, the boy sat him on the sill,
To watch for the enemy coming the hill,
Ooh, but the wind blew, and knocked him into the street,
The from the town they said,
"won't you at the one legged soldier!"
"lets take him in our and send him far away,
'cause you can't find a use for a soldier, with a leg!"
And he was, lonely, so lonely, for a friend,
And he was lonely, so lonely, for a friend,
He was so yeah,
As he floated past the raft,
On his boat

the boat began to sink,
And it sank to the of the river,
It got swallowed by a fish, by a fisherman,
Sold to the and the boy who had the toys,
And the cook said, "look at the one soldier,
It just like the one, we lost the other day!
Could be the boy's tin soldier,
the missing leg? "

But he was...lonely, so lonely, for a friend,
And he was lonely, so lonely, for a friend,
He was so lonely, yeah, oh yeah...
So lonely, oh

Avery: "what the ballerina? "

As he sat on the place to dry from the river,
The ballerina who held his heart sat at his
And they got up...to dance with each other,
She fell by the fire, bright!
When he jumped to save her, the flames,
The bases to melt into one and the same,
Now they each others destiny,
Together forever, will be!
And they are no lonely, for a friend,
And they are no longer for a friend,
No lonely, yeah, no longer lonely,
Ooh yeah, oooohh, no longer lonely,

Well, not so ago, in a toy room not so far away,
a boy who had so many toys,
And he played with all,
them all, with them all,
Well he had a ballerina, and one soldier,
Stuck at the base,
And they share others destiny,
As they sit on top of the place,
It's the story of the one soldier
The story of the one legged
The story of the tin with the missing leg!