Luyện nghe bài hát What 's This?

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

this?
I believe my eyes
I must be
Wake up, Jack, this isn't
What's

this? What's this?
There's something wrong
this?
There's singing songs

What's
The streets are lined
Little children
seems so happy
Have I possibly daffy?
What is What's this?

There's children snowballs
of throwing heads
They're busy toys
And absolutely no one's

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

Oh, look, this?
They're hanging mistletoe, kiss
Why that so unique, inspired
They're around to hear a story
chestnuts on a fire
What's What's this?

In here they've got a tree, how queer
And who would ever
And

They're covering it with tiny little
They've got lights on strings
And there's a smile on
So, now, me if I'm wrong
This like fun, this looks like 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 them, only little cozy things
them in their dreamland
What's

The are all missing
And the can't be found
And in their place there to be
Good feeling all

Instead of screams, I
I can music in the air
The of cakes and pies
Are everywhere

The sights, the
everywhere and all around
I've never felt good before
This place inside of me has been filling up
I simply get enough

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