Luyện nghe bài hát The Angel And The Little Blue Bell

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

But one bell in the steeple high
Could hang alone and cry
No matter how he tried and
Poor little thing he ring at all

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

But the blue bell in the steeple tall
Just when Christmas 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 blue bell,
"I've come to dry tears."

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