Luyện nghe bài hát The Bells of Notre Dame

Morning in Paris, the awakes
To the of Notre Dame
The fisherman fishes, the bakes
To the bells of Dame
To the big as loud as the thunder
To the little bells 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 changing
Because you know, don't ring all by themselves
- They -
No, boy.
Up there, high, high in the dark tower
the mysterious bell ringer.
Who is creature - Who? -
What is he? - -
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 when our was begun
On the docks near Dame

Man #1
Shup it up, you!

Man #2
be spotted!

Hush, one.

Four frightened gypsies slid silently
The docks Notre Dame

Man #3
Four guilders for safe passage into

But a trap had laid for the gypsies
And they gazed up in fear and
At a figure clutches
Were iron as much as the

Man #4
Judge Frollo

The bells of Dame

Kyrie (Lord have mercy)

Judge Frollo longed
To the world
Of and sin

Kyrie Eleison (Lord mercy)

And he saw

Except

Bring these gypsy vermin to the 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, please give us

A A monster!

Stop!

Cried the

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

See there the blood you have spilt
On the of Notre Dame

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 and your minions
You can that you haven't a qualm
But you can run from
Nor hide what you've from the eyes
The very eyes of Notre

Kyrie Eleison (Lord mercy)

And for one in his live
Of power and

Kyrie Eleison (Lord mercy)

Frollo felt a twinge of
For his immortal

What I do?

Care for the child, and it as your own

What? I'd be settled this 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 this creature may
Yet one day to be
Of use to me

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

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