Luyện nghe bài hát The Bells of Notre Dame

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

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

Dark was the night our tale was begun
On the docks Notre Dame

Man #1
it up, will you!

Man #2
be spotted!

Hush, one.

Four frightened gypsies silently under
The docks near Dame

Man #3
Four for safe passage into Paris

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

Man #4
Claude Frollo

The bells of Notre

Kyrie (Lord have mercy)

Judge Frollo longed
To purge the
Of and sin

Kyrie Eleison (Lord mercy)

And he saw

Except

Bring these gypsy to the palace of justice

You there, what are you

Stolen goods, no doubt. them from her

She ran

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

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

Sanctuary, give us sanctuary

A A monster!

Stop!

Cried the

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

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

I am guiltless. She ran, I pursued.

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

My is clear

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 done from the
The very of Notre Dame

Kyrie Eleison (Lord mercy)

And for one time in his
Of and control

Kyrie Eleison (Lord mercy)

Frollo felt a twinge of
For his immortal

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 he's kept locked
Where no one can see
The bell tower,
And who knows, our Lord works in mysterious
Even this creature may
Yet one day to be
Of use to me

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

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