Luyện nghe bài hát Story of Chess

Each game of chess there's one less
left to be played
Each day got means one or two
mistakes remain to be made

Not is known
Of early days of chess beyond a fairly report

Solo:
That fifteen hundred ago two princes fought
brothers, for a Hindu throne

Female
Their mother
For no-one really likes their offspring fighting to the
She them stop the slaughter with her every breath
But sure enough one brother

Ensemble:
Sad belief
She her winning son

Solo:
You have such grief
I forgive this evil thing you've done

Male
He tried to
How things had been

Solo:
But he tried in
No words of his mollify the queen

Solo:
And so he asked the wisest men he
The way to her distress

They told him he'd be pretty certain to
By model soldiers on
A chequered board to show it was his brother's

They thus invented

Male
displayed no inertia
Soon spread to Persia, west

Female
Next the Arabs it,
redesigned, it progressed

Male
further yet
And when Constantinople fell in
One would noticed every other refugee
in his bags a set

Female
Once in the
And in the minds of leading of the Renaissance

Male
The spirit and the speed of made swift advance
all of Europe's vital lands

Where we record
The game was further
across the board
The western touch upon the ranged

King and and rook
And bishop, and pawn
All on the look
We today, the modern game was born

And in the end
We see a game that by mistake in Hindustan
And in the main by what is now Iran
the simplest and most complicated pleasure
Yet devised for just the kind of who would appreciate
This well researched and yarn.