Luyện nghe bài hát The Little Bell

The little bell on the ground
Although it tries it sound
It used to ring the air
Its sweetened tone linger there

But from a hand it rocked
Its is only made of crock
Although it lies split in two
It still to ring out to you

Now inside my wooden clock
There is a tick but not a
Although into the room it
It only tells me the time

Why do you me so confused?
I'll miss my bus, my job I'll
Oh, what is wrong, my clock
It breaks my heart to see you