Luyện nghe bài hát If

If you can your head when all about you
Are theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can yourself when all men doubt you.
But make allowance for doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by
Or being lied about, don't in lies.
Or being hated, don't way to hating
And yet look too good, nor talk too wise
If you can dream - and not make dreams master,
If you can think - and not thoughts your aim,
If you can meet Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors the same;
If you can to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a for fools
Or watch the things you gave your to broken
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out
If you can make one heap of all winnings
And it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start at your beginnings
And never breathe a word your loss;
If you can force your heart, your nerve, your
To serve your turn long they are gone
And so hold on when is nothing in you
Except the which says to them: "Hold on!"
If you can with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk kings - nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor friends can hurt you
If all men count with you, but too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving
With sixty seconds' of distance run
Yours is the Earth and that's in it,
And - which is - you'll be a Man, my son!