Luyện nghe bài hát The Angel And The Little Blue Bell

At time in the steeple high
The bells would proudly
To the world of the joy and cheer
That Christmas day would

But one little bell in the high
Could only hang and cry
No matter how he tried and
Poor little he couldn't ring at all

All the other bells in the high
Saw all his lonely
And him try his best to ring
Christmas through the years

But the blue bell in the steeple tall
Just cried when Christmas to call
For I said, in spite of all,
Poor little thing he ring at all

One eve in the steeple high
An did appear.
She and said to the little blue bell,
"I've come to dry tears."

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