Luyện nghe bài hát The Golden Boy

The boy had a way with words, he sang, he moved grace
He so naturally, no gesture out of place
His road in was clearly ddrawn, he didn't hesistate
He played, they saw, he as the master of his fate.
The girl had an iron soul no-one could
Material ambition that her gentleness
She herself to him certain of his fame
Wanted him for luxury, for and his name.
And he sang to her
I love you for silence
I you for your peace
The still and releases
That into my soul
slowly take control
I love you for passion
I you for your fire
The desire
burns me in its flame
A love I dare not
His rise was - he grew into the part
His simply that he suffered for his art
No base considerations of some reward
The prize was knowing that his work was noticed and
I you for your silence
I love you for your
The still and calm
sweep into my soul
That slowly take
Yes he the truth
Accepting every honour a masterly display
Of well reluctance to be singled out this way
He started to believe he was all they said and more
While she forgot - she forgot the reasons she had wanted him
I you for your passion
I love you for fire
The desire
burns me in its flame
A love I not name
The still and releases
That sweep my soul
That slowly control
And when at last they fell she wished that she could be
The heart of yesterday, as cynical as he.
By changing for the better, she had changed for the worse.
The words made them happy once now echoed ... echoed as a curse.