Luyện nghe bài hát Soldier

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

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

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

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

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

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

One day, the boy sat him on the sill,
To for the enemy coming over the hill,
Ooh, but when the wind blew, and knocked him the street,
The boys the town they said,
"won't you look at the one soldier!"
"lets take him in our boat and him far away,
'cause you can't find a use for a soldier, 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 floated past the raft,
On his boat

Well the began 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 just like the one, we 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 about the "

As he sat on the place to dry from the river,
The who held his heart sat at his side
And when they got up...to dance each other,
She fell by the fire, bright!
When he to save her, from the flames,
The bases began to 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 lonely, yeah, no longer lonely,
Ooh yeah, oooohh, no longer lonely,

Well, not so long ago, in a toy not so far away,
a boy who had so many toys,
And he played with all,
With all, with them all,
Well he had a ballerina, and one soldier,
Stuck at the base,
And they each others 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 soldier the missing leg!