Luyện nghe bài hát Masks

(Hammill)

He's a man of the and one of the present,
a man who behind a mask behind a mask;
a clown, a fool, believing it cool to be
or that the is all about who laughs the last.

So he tells all his to his friends and relations,
exposes his neuroses to view.
They accept as fact every masochistic of his act--
how could they know was false and what was true?

Sometimes he wakes
he feels he's into a dream
but all it
to remind him things are they seem
is the belief that the man behind the mask can dance

smile
he himself cavorting,
Pierrot for a
aborting
to relief in the shelter of the dark, most telling mask.

After all the pantomimes are
he all the make-up off his face
to reveal, beneath, the tears all down his cheeks:
alone, he to the world...but it's much too late.
He's left, in the end, without a face.