Luyện nghe bài hát Story of Chess

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

Not much is
Of early of chess beyond a fairly vague report

Solo:
That fifteen hundred years ago two princes
Though brothers, for a Hindu

Female
mother cried
For no-one really their offspring fighting to the death
She begged them stop the with her every breath
But sure one brother died

Female
Sad belief
She told her son

Solo:
You caused such grief
I can't this evil thing you've done

Male
He to explain
How had really been

Solo:
But he in vain
No of his could mollify the queen

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

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

They thus chess

ensemble:
Chess displayed no
Soon spread to Persia, then

Female
Next the Arabs it,
Thus redesigned, it

Solo:
Still yet
And when Constantinople fell in
One would have noticed every refugee
in his bags a set

Female
in the hands
And in the minds of leading figures of the

Solo:
The and the speed of chess made swift advance
Through all of vital lands

Where we must
The game was further
across the board
The touch upon the pieces ranged

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

And in the end
We see a game that started by mistake in
And boosted in the main by what is now
Become the and most complicated pleasure
Yet devised for just the kind of mind who appreciate
This researched and fascinating yarn.