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 girl wonders
As her races, thunders,
Trying to out the grotesque blunders
Of a man at war
With the fact that he be
Her father twice and she,
A lady of mind and body,
Was not meant for as he.
Must a man be so
When he sees his is sinking
Will he always try to the
Wing of one who still can
This is what the young ponders
As she does, her vision
Trying not to notice how much
the old man's eye
Down upon her form and
she might like the chase
But knowing still that he has no
As he his true disgrace.
Will my life be like this
I laugh and call them clever
Or else and scratch and claw in
at so many fools?
This is what the young muses
As she shame and loses
nothing but so many bruises
Made by tools
by a strengthless hand
Which could not to understand
How quickly it kills, though
Turning into sand.