Luyện nghe bài hát Envy

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And the last big town we to was san francisco.
Life, there, was fine, only anna so tired
And envious of others:
Of those who pass the time at their and in comfort;
too proud to be bought,
Of those wrath is kindled by injustice,
Those who act upon impulses happily,
true to their loved ones,
And those who take what they need shame;
I told my poor tired sister,
When I saw how much she them:

"sister, birth we may write our own story,
And anything we we are permitted to do,
But the proud and insolent who in their glory
Little they guess, they guess,
Little they the fate they're swaggering to.

Sister, be strong! you must to say no to
The joys of this world, for world is a snare;
Only the fools of this will let you go,
Who don't a damn, don't care a damn,
Don't care a damn, will be to care.

Don't let the flesh and it's get you.
Remember the that a lover must pay,
And say to yourself when beset you
What is the use ? is the use ?
Beauty will perish and pass away.

Sister, you know, when our life is over,
who were good to go to bliss unalloyed,
Those who were bad are forever,
Gnashing their teeth, their teeth,
Gnashing their teeth in a void."

Who fights the fight and all self subdues
Wins the palm, the crown.