Luyện nghe bài hát The Masterpiece

There was an old stone
Who lived in a cabin on the mountain
And the old stone
Knew it be long before he died

And all around his
Were the man had made
Statues that the said
Were all of a mediocre

With his calloused he lit a lamp
And laid down his head on his table
And he softly whispered I'm old and shaky
And I'm hardly

But me strength and wisdom
And give me a week at
And I'll climb up to the top of this
And out a masterpiece

The very morning he felt new strength
And he took his brand new and the sharpest chisel
He began to climb the mountain his old
in the freezing drizzle

When he reached the top
He shouted to a world that hear
carve my masterpiece
Out of this marble boulder

So the hammer the chisel
And he till an image grew
Then he stopped to look it
To his work when he was through

It was a boy carrying a boy
And the old man it isn't my masterpiece
I'll it charity
And then a masterpiece of will be

So the beat the chisel
Till another in a marble grew
Then the began to blowing
And he sat and rested when he was

It was the image of a holding her child
He said this is as the world would know
But it isn't my
And he began as it began to snow

The beat the chisel as the snow fell harder
And the wind grew and
He to his knees holding a stone
And he threw his hammer and his chisel too

He lay frozen face in the snow
But one was held for the world to see
Cut in the was his masterpiece
Three neatly letters G O D