Luyện nghe bài hát A Scale, A Mirror And Those Indifferent Clocks

Here is a scale, it out and you will find
Easily, more than sufficient that
colors you see were picked in advance
By some hand with an absolute concept of beauty

They are smeared and these blurs come in order
And they color the eyes of your lovers
Hers were green like July except when she cried they red
Now, I a disease that these doctors cant treat

You on the day, you accept all you see is a mirror
And a mirror is all it can be, a reflection of something missing
And language happened, it was never planned
And its to describe where I am in the room of my house
Where the light has been waiting for this day to end

And these keep unwinding and completely ignore
Everything that we hate or adore, the page of a calendar is turned
Its no more, so me then, what was it for? Oh tell me, what was it for?