Luyện nghe bài hát Creation

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

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

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

Ask anyone, he muttered, as he spat a
Brilliant blue insect, into the gauze
I would advise stilts for the
And camels for the hills and any survivors
Their debts I certainly pay
There's always a way, there's a way

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

Our first father, Abraham, bosom
Was the soul of the humans
Was as bewildered as we are
If not more 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 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 white were mingled quicksilver
And she colored
And she a day of wisdom
And the signs that are placed in the

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

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

The seventh was rich purple of the
And she colored
And she made a day of idleness and
Whereon all cease 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 thorn of an unkind

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

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

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

seven times we raised our arms
And cat-stretch
Sent our foot
into the multitudes

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

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

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

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

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

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

Your face is consumed in a bruised sky's
By the brazen with your sword and lance
[Incomprehensible]
Where dappled maidens, danced
'Round the root of the tree

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

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

tight, sleep tight