Luyện nghe bài hát To Be Counted Among Men

Young Paul upon a future
And he asks her a favor
He to know if she will tell him
If he's for or he's for Heaven

If he's for hell he'll no sorrow
Until born again tomorrow
If for Heaven there's no reason
To lament the season

She says, be a fool, son
There any rules, son
And as she spoke, he lost his

He asked her name, she told him
to give him her life story

She was a teacher and a
They built a in her honor

Then she a slave in ancient Athens
She know quite how it happened

Now she paints faces in the
Making all those ugly look pretty

She says, look at town, son
Take a luck around, son
Why should anyone here be

So he says, every crooked lane you can see
open home, every hollow tree
Is a for creatures loved by me
And oh, to be counted them

them
Oh, to be among them
them
Oh, to be counted them