Luyện nghe bài hát The Bells of Notre Dame

Morning in Paris, the awakes
To the bells of Dame
The fishes, the bakerman bakes
To the bells of Notre
To the big bells as as the thunder
To the bells soft as a psalm
And say the soul of the city's
The of the bells
The of Notre Dame

Listen, beautiful, no?
So many colors of sound, so many moods
Because you know, they don't all by themselves
- don't? -
No, boy.
Up there, high, high in the dark bell
lives the mysterious ringer.
Who is this creature - -
What is he? - -
How did he to be there - How? -
Hush, and Clopin tell you
It is a tale, a of a man and a monster.

Dark was the when our tale was begun
On the docks near Dame

Man #1
it up, will you!

Man #2
be spotted!

Hush, one.

Four gypsies slid silently under
The docks Notre Dame

Man #3
Four guilders for safe passage Paris

But a trap had been for the gypsies
And gazed up in fear and alarm
At a figure whose
iron as much as the bells

Man #4
Judge Claude

The bells of Dame

Kyrie Eleison (Lord mercy)

Judge Claude longed
To the world
Of and sin

Kyrie (Lord have mercy)

And he saw

Except

Bring gypsy vermin to the palace of justice

You there, are you hiding?

Stolen goods, no doubt. them from her

She ran

Dies irae, dies (Day of wrath, that day)
Solvet in favilla (Shall consume the world in ashes)

Teste David cum sibylla (As prophesied by and the sibyl)
Quantus est futurus (What trembling is to be)
Judex est venturus (When the Judge is come)

Sanctuary, give us sanctuary

A A monster!

Stop!

Cried the

This is an deamon.
I'm it back to hell, where it belongs.

See the innocent blood you have spilt
On the steps of Notre

I am guiltless. She ran, I pursued.

Now you would add this child's blood to guilt
On the of Notre Dame

My conscience is

You can lie to yourself and your
You can claim that you haven't a
But you never can run
Nor hide what done from the eyes
The very eyes of Dame

Kyrie Eleison (Lord mercy)

And for one time in his
Of and control

Kyrie (Lord have mercy)

Frollo a twinge of fear
For his soul

What I do?

Care for the child, and it as your own

What? I'd be settled with misshapen ...?
Very well. Let him live you, in your church.

Live here?

Just so kept locked away
Where no one can see
The tower, perhaps
And who knows, our Lord works in ways
Even foul creature may
Yet one day to be
Of use to me

And gave the child a cruel name
A name that means half-formed,
Now is a riddle to guess if you can
the bells of Notre Dame
Who is the monster and who is the

and Chorus
Sing the bells, bells, bells,
Bells, bells, bells,
of Notre Dame