Luyện nghe bài hát So Many Fools

Is there no thing as friendship?
Is it to not slip
Past the point of genial with a
something more?
This is what the young girl
As her races, thunders,
to drown out the grotesque blunders
Of a man at war
With the fact he could be
Her twice over and she,
A lady of sound and body,
Was not meant for as he.
Must a man be so
he sees his ship is sinking
Will he try to grasp the
of one who still can fly?
This is what the girl ponders
As she does, her wanders
Trying not to how much fonder
Looks the old eye
Down her form and face
she might like the chase
But knowing still that he has no
As he shows his disgrace.
Will my life be this ever?
Must I laugh and call clever
Or else fight and and claw in
at so many fools?
This is what the young girl
As she battles shame and
Leaving but so many bruises
by unseen tools
Wielded by a strengthless
Which could not hope to
How quickly it kills, though
Turning into sand.