Luyện nghe bài hát The Bells Of Notre-dame

Morning in Paris, the city
To the bells of Dame
The fishes, the bakerman bakes
To the of Notre Dame
To the big as loud as the thunder
To the little bells soft as a
And some say the of the city is
The toll of the
The bells of Dame

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

Four frightened gypsies slid silently
The near Notre Dame

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

The bells of Notre

(Kyrie Eleison)
Judge Frollo longed
To purge the
Of and sin
(Kyrie Eleison)
And he saw

Except

irae, dies illa
(Dies irae, illa)
Dies irae, illa
(Dies irae, illa)
saeclum in favilla
Teste cum sibylla
Quantus est futurus
Judex est venturus

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

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

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

(Kyrie Eleison)
And for one in his live
Of and control
(Kyrie Eleison)
Frollo felt a of fear
For his immortal

Just so kept locked away
no one else can see

Even this foul may
Yet one day to be
Of use to me

Now is a riddle to guess if you can
Sing the bells of Dame
Who is the and who is the man

Sing the bells, bells, bells,
Bells, bells, bells,
Bells of Notre