Luyện nghe bài hát Creation

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

Then come to me
And your silken feather
And with your silken
your rooms, open your rooms

Never, in fact, as he amazed
At two lost eyebrows lisping into the
And the archetypal postman delivering your seed
Whose eyes are eggs really
Upon a long shore, upon a shore
Open your door, open door

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

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

Our father, Abraham, whose bosom
Was the unique of the humans
Was as bewildered as we are
If not infinitely more so, and with an
Ceremonial of dismissal, he pointed forward

Verily,
Verily,
Verily,
Verily,

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

The was silver
And she colored the
And she named it
And she made a day of and the living waters

And the third was
And she colored the
And she a day of joy
the scarlet strength of seed

In the fourth black and were mingled into quicksilver
And she colored
And she made a day of
And the signs that are placed in the

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

The sixth was with icy, green flames that glowed white
And of her beauty she made
And she a day of love
Whereby all beings are

The seventh was rich of the mollusks
And she colored
And she made a day of idleness and
Whereon all beings cease from

Verily,
Verily,
Verily,
Verily,

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

I am desire what my eyes?
I am Loki, of lies
me, find me, see me if you can
I am the of an honest man

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

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

Then seven we raised our arms
And with
Sent our spells
Yawning into the

In need we called upon the of all living
times for succor, but with ambitious spears
They made us change, they behind
Their and fought on

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

It was
That we out of our world machine
the palm and the fingers
Peeling gloves

And for each eye that one tear
We made of that tear an
And in the directions
We loosed our several

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

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

Your face is in a bruised sky's glance
By the brazen wall with your and lance
Where
Where dappled maidens, danced
'Round the root of the tree

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

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

Hold tight, tight