Luyện nghe bài hát The Angel And The Little Blue Bell

At Christmas in the steeple high
The would proudly ring
To tell the world of the joy and
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 bells in the steeple high
Saw all his lonely
And watched him try his best to
Each through the years

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

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

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