Luyện nghe bài hát What 's This?

What's this? What's
color everywhere
What's
There's white in the air

What's
I believe my eyes
I must be
Wake up, Jack, this fair
this?

What's this? this?
There's something very
What's
There's people songs

this?
The streets are lined
Little laughing
Everybody seems so
Have I possibly gone
What is this? What's

There's throwing snowballs
Instead of throwing
They're building toys
And absolutely no one's

frost on every window
Oh, I believe my eyes
And in my bones I feel the
That's from inside

Oh, look, this?
They're mistletoe, they kiss
Why that so unique, inspired
They're gathering around to hear a
Roasting chestnuts on a
What's this? this?

In they've got a little tree, how queer
And who ever think
And

They're covering it tiny little things
They've got lights on strings
And a smile on everyone
So, now, me if I'm wrong
This looks like fun, this looks fun
Oh, could it be I got my
this?

Oh my, what
The children are
But look, nothing underneath
No ghouls, no witches here to scream and them
Or ensnare them, little cozy things
Secure in their dreamland
What's

The are all missing
And the nightmares be found
And in place there seems to be
Good all around

of screams, I swear
I can hear in the air
The smell of cakes and
Are everywhere

The sights, the
everywhere and all around
I've never felt good before
This empty place of me has been filling up
I cannot get enough

I want it, oh, I it
Oh, I it for my own
I've got to
got to know
What is this place that I have
What is