Luyện nghe bài hát The Masterpiece

There was an old cutter
Who lived in a cabin on the mountain
And the old cutter
Knew it won't be long before he

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

With his hands 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 at least
And climb up to the top of this mountain
And out a masterpiece

The very next he felt new strength
And he his brand new hammer and the sharpest chisel
He began to climb the his old feet
Slipping in the drizzle

When he finally 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 appraise his work he was through

It was a boy a crippled boy
And the old man said it isn't my
call it charity
And then a masterpiece of will be

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

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

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

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