Luyện nghe bài hát Creation

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

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

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

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

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

Our first father, Abraham, whose
Was the soul of the humans
Was as bewildered as we are
If not infinitely so, and with an ancient
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 second was
And she colored the
And she it Phoebe
And she made a day of enchantment and the waters

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

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

The fifth was blue
And she envisaged
And she a day of awe and circles, 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 Venus
And she a day of love
Whereby all are united

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

Verily,
Verily,
Verily,
Verily,

I am the pebble in your 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 desire what my eyes?
I am Loki, wizard of
Catch me, 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 storm and the hurricane
I am the thorn of an unkind

I am desire 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 foot
into the multitudes

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hold tight, sleep