Luyện nghe bài hát The Angel And The Little Blue Bell

At time in the steeple high
The bells would ring
To tell the of the joy and cheer
Christmas day would bring

But one little in the steeple high
Could hang alone and cry
No how he tried and tried
Poor little thing he couldn't at all

All the other bells in the high
Saw all his tears
And watched him try his to ring
Each Christmas the years

But the little blue in the steeple tall
Just cried when came to call
For like I said, in of all,
Poor little thing he couldn't at all

One Christmas eve in the steeple
An did appear.
She smiled and said to the little bell,
"I've to dry your tears."

And on that night so the story's
She changed the little blue to the purest gold
With the richest to hold and hold,
Proud little thing, hear him ring.