Luyện nghe bài hát The Bells of Notre Dame

Morning in Paris, the awakes
To the bells of Dame
The fisherman fishes, the bakes
To the of Notre Dame
To the big bells as loud as the
To the little soft as a psalm
And some say the soul of the
The toll of the
The bells of Notre

Listen, beautiful, no?
So colors of sound, so many changing moods
Because you know, don't ring all by themselves
- They -
No, boy.
Up there, high, high in the dark tower
lives the mysterious ringer.
Who is creature - Who? -
is he? - What? -
How did he come to be there - -
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 near Notre Dame

Man #1
Shup it up, you!

Man #2
be spotted!

Hush, one.

Four frightened gypsies slid silently
The docks near Dame

Man #3
Four guilders for safe into Paris

But a trap had been laid for the
And they gazed up in and alarm
At a figure clutches
Were iron as as the bells

Man #4
Claude Frollo

The bells of Dame

Kyrie Eleison (Lord 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, 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 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 it back to hell, where it belongs.

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

I am guiltless. She ran, I pursued.

Now you add this child's blood to your guilt
On the steps of Notre

My conscience is

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

Kyrie (Lord have mercy)

And for one in his live
Of and control

Kyrie (Lord have mercy)

Frollo a twinge of fear
For his immortal

What I do?

Care for the child, and raise it as own

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

Live here?

Just so he's kept away
Where no one can see
The tower, perhaps
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 means half-formed, Quasimodo
Now here is a riddle to if you can
Sing the of Notre Dame
Who is the monster and who is the

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