Luyện nghe bài hát Paper Tigers

Keep your dry and warm
Through the darkest storm
All the fear that's sent way
Through your eyes you might wash

you can
Still your lanterns strong and
Even through the darkest

All those paper
All their lies they have sold you
be wasted on one so young that you're old again
She out through the wind and the rain, uh-huh

can't give you all those things
No pot of gold, no big brass
Stay on the road for the night has
Perhaps at dawn we be like one again

All those tigers
All the lies they might been sold you
Might be on one so young that you're old again
walks out through the wind and the rain uh huh

Still the shock rips you every nerve
In the bell jar can be heard
I would walk you, I would talk with you
I would do anything that get you through

the line for you, take the fifth for you
I would stand on a and jump off it too

All paper tigers
All the lies they have told you
Might be wasted on one so that you're old again

All those tigers
All the lies your mother you
Might be wasted on one so young you're old again
She walks out through the and the rain, uh huh

to Sylvia Plath