Luyện nghe bài hát Creation

The with sharpened heels
Flew into whose galloping arms
And the Phoenix
Drawls a sad goodnight to tomb

Then to me secretly
And with your silken
And with your feather
Open your rooms, your rooms

Never, in fact, as he gazed
At two lost eyebrows into the unexpected
And the archetypal postman your seed letters
Whose eyes are black eggs
Upon a shore, upon a long shore
Open your door, open your

Ask anyone, he muttered, as he a small
blue insect, whirring into the gauze
I would advise for the quagmires
And for the snowy hills and any survivors
Their debts I certainly pay
always a way, there's always a way

I smiled with that concealed forceful nervousness
That has that oysters cry
And that I have come to know and as myself
And plucking a feather from the morose universe
I called him deathless, and he before he could reply
Open eyes, open your eyes

Our father, Abraham, whose bosom
Was the soul of the humans
Was certainly as as we are
If not infinitely so, and with an ancient
Ceremonial gesture of dismissal, he pointed

Verily,
Verily,
Verily,
Verily,

The first day was
And she the Sun
And she named it
And she it a day of light and healing

The was silver
And she the Moon
And she it Phoebe
And she made a day of and the living waters

And the third was
And she the Earth
And she a day of joy
With the scarlet of seed

In the fourth black and white were mingled quicksilver
And she Mercury
And she made a day of
And the that are placed in the firmament

The fifth was blue
And she Jupiter
And she made a day of awe and circles,
And she sent it to guide the blood of the

The sixth was burning with icy, green flames glowed white
And of her she made Venus
And she a day of love
all beings are united

The seventh was purple of the mollusks
And she Chronos
And she made a day of idleness and
Whereon all beings from struggle

Verily,
Verily,
Verily,
Verily,

I am the in your very own eye
I am the sword and your enemy
I am the and the hurricane wind
I am the of an unkind friend

I am what color my eyes?
I am Loki, of lies
Catch me, me, see me if you can
I am the guilt of an man

I am the in your very own eye
I am the sword and your enemy
I am the storm and the hurricane
I am the thorn of an friend

I am desire color my eyes?
I am Loki, of lies
Catch me, me, see me if you can
I am the guilt of an man

Then seven times we our arms
And cat-stretch
Sent our foot
Yawning the multitudes

In need we called the mother of all living
Three times for succor, but with spears
They made us change, they crouched
mirrors and fought on

I will not them praise
broke the harmonious globe in splintered fragments
And yet, they moved perforce with a perfect
And harmony with discord, and light with darkness

It was
we stepped out of our world machine
Between the palm and the
like gloves

And for each eye that shed one
We made of that tear an
And in the five
We loosed our craft

Wild sea, I say
Please, be a cow for me
Amethyst galleon, out on the sea

Gentle as lightning,
Take me to the root of the world
Amethyst galleon, out on the sea

Your is consumed in a bruised sky's glance
By the wall with your sword and lance
[Incomprehensible]
Where dappled maidens, endless
'Round the root of the world

sea, I say today
Please, be a cow for me
galleon, out on the rolling sea

Wild sea, my is salty for me
Every in her body is a wave in me
Amethyst galleon, out on the sea

Hold tight, sleep