Luyện nghe bài hát Girl With the Weight of the World in Her Hands

She won't from her losses,
not chosen this path,
but she who it crosses,
maybe to the right,
move to the left,
so we can all see her pain she like a banner on her chest,
and we all say sad,
and we think a shame,
and called to our attention,
but we do not her name,
the girl the weight of the world in her hands,
we're busy with our happiness,
busy our plans,
i if alone she wants it taken from her hands,
but if things keep getting harder,
she might her sacred chance,
to go a martyr,
the girl the weight of the world in her hands,
i which saint,
that inside a bead,
grant her consolation,
when she upon her need,
it us all angry,
though we to care,
but who be the scale,
to the cross she has to bear,
the with the weight of the world in her hands,
is the half-full or empty,
i ask her as i it,
she said it doesn't matter,
pretty soon bound to spill it,
the half logic language,
of the she delivers,
and the way she so knowingly at me,
me the shivers
i pull the higher,
when i'm finally at home,
and she'll a hundred with her,
but she always alone,
the girl with the weight of the in her hands,
i which saint,
that lives a bead,
will her consolation,
when she counts upon her
it us all angry,
we feign to care,
but who be the scale,
to the cross she has to bear,
the with the weight of the world in her hands