Luyện nghe bài hát The Angel And The Little Blue Bell

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

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

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

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

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

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