Luyện nghe bài hát The Bells of Notre Dame

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

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

Dark was the night 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 near Notre Dame

Man #3
guilders for safe passage into Paris

But a trap had laid for the gypsies
And they up in fear and alarm
At a whose clutches
Were iron as as the bells

Man #4
Judge Claude

The of Notre Dame

Kyrie (Lord have mercy)

Judge Frollo longed
To the world
Of and sin

Kyrie Eleison (Lord mercy)

And he saw

Except

Bring these vermin to the palace of justice

You there, are you hiding?

Stolen goods, no doubt. Take from her

She ran

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

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

Sanctuary, please give us

A A monster!

Stop!

Cried the

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

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

I am guiltless. She ran, I pursued.

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

My conscience is

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

Kyrie (Lord have mercy)

And for one in his live
Of and control

Kyrie (Lord have mercy)

Frollo felt a of fear
For his soul

What I do?

Care for the child, and it as your own

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

Live Where?

Just so he's locked away
Where no one can see
The bell tower,
And who knows, our works in mysterious ways
Even foul creature may
Yet one day to be
Of use to me

And Frollo the child a cruel name
A name that means half-formed,
Now here is a 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,
Bells of Dame