Luyện nghe bài hát If

If you can keep your head when all you
Are losing and blaming it on you,
If you can yourself when all men doubt you.
But make allowance for their too;
If you can and not be tired by waiting
Or lied about, don't deal in lies.
Or being hated, give way to hating
And yet look too good, nor talk too wise
If you can dream - and not make your master,
If you can think - and not make your aim,
If you can meet with and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the
If you can bear to hear the truth spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a for fools
Or watch the you gave your life to broken
And and build 'em up with worn-out tools;
If you can make one heap of all winnings
And it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at beginnings
And breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force heart, your nerve, your sinew
To serve your turn after they are gone
And so hold on there is nothing in you
the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"
If you can talk crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the touch,
If neither foes nor friends can hurt you
If all men with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the minute
With seconds' worth of distance run
is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is - you'll be a Man, my son!