Luyện nghe bài hát The Bells of Notre Dame

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

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

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

Man #1
Shup it up, you!

Man #2
be spotted!

Hush, one.

Four frightened slid silently under
The docks near Dame

Man #3
Four guilders for safe into Paris

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

Man #4
Judge Claude

The bells of Dame

Kyrie Eleison (Lord mercy)

Judge Frollo longed
To the world
Of and sin

Kyrie (Lord have mercy)

And he saw

Except

Bring these gypsy vermin to the palace of

You there, are you hiding?

Stolen goods, no doubt. Take them her

She ran

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

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

Sanctuary, give us sanctuary

A A monster!

Stop!

Cried the

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

See there the innocent you have spilt
On the steps of Dame

I am guiltless. She ran, I pursued.

Now you would add this blood to your guilt
On the steps of Dame

My is clear

You can lie to yourself and your
You can claim you haven't a qualm
But you can run from
Nor hide what you've done from the
The eyes of Notre Dame

Kyrie (Lord have mercy)

And for one time in his
Of power and

Kyrie Eleison (Lord mercy)

Frollo a twinge of fear
For his soul

What I do?

Care for the child, and raise it as own

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

Live here?

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

And Frollo gave the child a cruel
A name that half-formed, Quasimodo
Now is a riddle to guess if you can
Sing the bells of Dame
Who is the and who is the man?

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