Luyện nghe bài hát The Contest

I am Adolfo Pirelli, da king of da
Da barber of
E buon giorno, good day, I blow you a
And I da Pirelli
I wish-a to who has-a da nerve-a
To say my elixir is Who says this?

I do, I am Mr. Todd
And I have opened a of Pirelli's Elixir
And I say to you, it is nothing but an fraud
from piss and ink

He's right,
Better to throw your down the sewer
Ladies and
Pay no attention to that
Who's to be the for a magnificent shave?

And furthermore, I have serviced no
Yet I that I can shave a cheek
And pull a tooth with ten times dexterity
Than any mountebank

You see razors? The finest in England
I lay them against pounds, you are no match for me
You me, sir? Either accept my challenge
Or yourself as a sham, bravo, bravo

Zees are indeed razors
Instruments zees once seen
Cannot be forgotten, and a fine extractor too
You wager zees against five pounds, I do

You zis foolish man? Watch and see
How he will regret his folly, five it is
Friends, neighbors, for a free shave?
Me, Mr. Todd, sir, and me, Mr. Todd, sir
Over here, me a chair
Boy, bring ze basins, bring ze
Yes, sir,

Will Beadle Bamford be the
as always to oblige
My friends and
Put it there, Ready, ready
The fastest, smoothest is the winner

Now, signorini, signori, we mix a da
But first a you gather around, signorini,
You looking a man who had a
Da to shave-a da Pope

Mr. Sweeney, so
Oh, I you pardon
me a lie, was a only a cardinal
Nope, it was-a da

Perhaps, signorini,
You like-a I tell-a, da story
Of Isabella
Da Queen Polan
Whose was-a swollen

I it so nice from her mout'
That-a to begin
a screaming-a murder
She's swoon-a with bliss
An' was to shout
all of 'em out

To da face, to pull a da toot'
Require da and not a da brute
For you slip, you nick da skin
You da chin, you rip-a da lip a bit
And da trut'

To da face or even a part
Widout smart require da heart
It take-a da art, I you a chart
I starting in my yout'

To cut-a da hair, to da beard
To make-a da bristle clean like a
Dis is from early
Da talent to me by God

It da skill, it take-a da brains
It take-a da to take-a da pains
It da pace, it take-a da grace
The winner is
Smooth as a arse

And now who's for a tooth
Free charge
Me, sir, me, sir, who else? No

sir, since there is no means
To test the skill
I claim the pounds
To which he is entitled,

Wait, one moment,
You, boy, get on that
Me, Oh, not a tooth, sir
I beg of you, I got a twinge
Not the pain, I

You do now
We see who is zee now
Zis Mister Todd or zee great
Ready, ready

To pull-a da widout-a da skill
Can damage da
Now da still an' if-a you slip
You a bit, you hit da pit of it

Or chip-a da do and have-a to
To pull-a da toot' widout-a da
You leave-a da space all over da
You try to widout-a da trace

Sometimes is da case you even-a
To da clamp widout-a da cramp
Wid all dat saliva, it could-a drive-a you

Don' mutter or you go to da gutter
My touch is as as a butter-a cup
I take-a da pains, I da art
I use-a da brains, I give-a da
I have-a da grace, I da race

Not a twinge of pain, not a
The man's a bloody
The winner, Mr. Sweeney Todd

Sir, I bow to a far defter than my own
The pounds
Here, sir, and may the Lord smile on you
we meet again

Come, boy
Signori, bellissime
Buon giorno, buon a tutti