Luyện nghe bài hát Creation

The messengers with sharpened
Flew into whose galloping arms
And the Phoenix
a sad goodnight to fiction's tomb

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

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

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

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

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

Verily,
Verily,
Verily,
Verily,

The day was golden
And she the Sun
And she it Hyperion
And she it a day of light and healing

The second was
And she colored the
And she named it
And she a day of enchantment and the living waters

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

In the fourth black and white were mingled into
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 burning icy, green flames that glowed white
And of her she made Venus
And she a day of love
Whereby all beings are

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

Verily,
Verily,
Verily,
Verily,

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

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

I am the pebble in your own eye
I am the and your enemy dies
I am the and the hurricane wind
I am the thorn of an friend

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

Then times we raised our arms
And with
Sent our foot
into the multitudes

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

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

It was
That we out of our world machine
Between the palm and the
Peeling like

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

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

as lightning, easily
Take me to the of the world tree
Amethyst galleon, out on the sea

Your is consumed in a bruised sky's glance
By the brazen wall with your sword and
Where
Where maidens, endless 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

tight, sleep tight