Luyện nghe bài hát If

If you can keep head when all about you
Are losing and blaming it on you,
If you can yourself when all men doubt you.
But make for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by
Or being lied about, don't in lies.
Or being hated, give way to hating
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too
If you can dream - and not make your master,
If you can think - and not thoughts your aim,
If you can meet Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two just the same;
If you can bear to hear the you've spoken
Twisted by to make a trap for fools
Or watch the you gave your life to broken
And stoop and 'em up with worn-out tools;
If you can one heap of all your winnings
And it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your
And never breathe a word your loss;
If you can force heart, your nerve, your sinew
To serve your long after they are gone
And so hold on there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to "Hold on!"
If you can talk with and keep your virtue,
Or with kings - nor lose the common touch,
If foes nor loving friends can hurt you
If all men count with you, but too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving
With seconds' worth of distance run
Yours is the and everything that's in it,
And - is more - you'll be a Man, my son!