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 of Notre Dame
To the big as loud as the thunder
To the bells soft as a psalm
And some say the of the city's
The toll of the
The of Notre Dame

Listen, beautiful, no?
So many colors of sound, so changing moods
Because you know, they don't ring all by
- They -
No, boy.
Up there, high, high in the dark bell
the mysterious bell ringer.
Who is creature - Who? -
What is he? - -
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 tale was
On the docks Notre Dame

Man #1
Shup it up, you!

Man #2
be spotted!

Hush, one.

Four gypsies slid silently under
The near Notre Dame

Man #3
Four guilders for safe into Paris

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

Man #4
Claude Frollo

The bells of Notre

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, what are you

Stolen goods, no doubt. Take from her

She ran

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

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

Sanctuary, please us sanctuary

A A monster!

Stop!

Cried the

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

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

I am guiltless. She ran, I pursued.

Now you would add this child's to your guilt
On the steps of Dame

My conscience is

You can lie to yourself and minions
You can claim you haven't a qualm
But you can run from
Nor hide you've done 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 soul

What I do?

Care for the child, and it as your own

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

Live here?

Just so kept locked away
no one else can see
The tower, perhaps
And who knows, our works in mysterious ways
this foul 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
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 Notre