Luyện nghe bài hát The Masterpiece

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

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

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

But me strength and wisdom
And give me a at least
And I'll up to the top of this mountain
And chisel out a

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

When he reached the top
He shouted to a world didn't hear
I'll carve my
Out of marble boulder here

So the hammer beat the
And he hammered till an 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
call it charity
And then a masterpiece of will be

So the beat the chisel
Till image in a marble grew
Then the wind to blowing
And he sat and rested he was through

It was the image of a mother holding her
He this is love as the world would know
But it my masterpiece
And he began as it began to snow

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

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