Luyện nghe bài hát The prize

There are no secrets the sun
All our troubles are rolled one
Early get ready to run
But hard to see clear
For we might
With the hardly won

When books and theories daily
It's like a welcome from the of rest
No salvation no one is
While in we shake
no time to make
One small

No more winners or
To into the night
No beggars or choosers
They're into the fight
don't belong
The is on