Luyện nghe bài hát Soldier

(i. hanson/t. hanson/z. hanson)

Avery: "can I hear the of the one legged soldier? please?

Jessie: "yeah, and can I hear the story of the tin
Please? one more time! or I'll knock your off!"

Not so ago in a toy room not so far away,
Lived a boy, who had so toys
And he didn't know what to do with all,
With all, with them all.

Well his of all the toys
the tin soldiers, the tin soldiers,
And the one that he the most,
Was the one the missing leg.

At night the toys would alive,
That's how the is told,
they meet, the soldier with the missing leg,
And the ballerina with the of gold,
At night would share each others dreams,
Under the shining bright,
But they were to shy to of love,
To speak of

One day, the boy sat him on the sill,
To for the enemy coming over the hill,
Ooh, but when the wind blew, and him into the street,
The boys from the town said,
"won't you look at the one soldier!"
"lets him in our boat and send him far away,
you can't find a use for a soldier, with a missing leg!"
And he was, lonely, so lonely, for a friend,
And he was lonely, so lonely, for a friend,
He was so yeah,
As he past the river raft,
On his homemade

Well the boat to sink,
And it sank to the of the river,
It got swallowed by a fish, by a fisherman,
Sold to the and the boy who had the toys,
And the said, "look at the one legged soldier,
It looks like the one, we lost the other day!
Could this be the tin soldier,
With the leg? "

But he was...lonely, so lonely, for a friend,
And he was lonely, so lonely, for a friend,
He was so lonely, yeah, oh yeah...
So lonely, oh

Avery: "what the ballerina? "

As he sat on the mantel place to dry the river,
The ballerina who held his sat at his side
And when they got up...to with each other,
She by the fire, blazing bright!
When he to save her, from the flames,
The began to melt into one and the same,
Now they share each destiny,
Together forever, they be!
And are no longer lonely, for a friend,
And are no longer lonely for a friend,
No longer lonely, yeah, no lonely,
Ooh yeah, oooohh, no longer lonely,

Well, not so ago, in a toy room not so far away,
a boy who had so many toys,
And he played with all,
With them all, with all,
he had a ballerina, and one legged soldier,
Stuck at the base,
And they share each destiny,
As sit on top of the mantel place,
It's the story of the one soldier
The story of the one legged
The story of the tin with the missing leg!