Luyện nghe bài hát Cygnus X - 1 Book ii: Hemispheres

I.
our weary world was young
The struggle of the ancients first
The gods of love and
alone to rule the fate of man

They through the ages
But neither force would yield
The people were
soul a battlefield
Every soul a

II. Bringer of Wisdom
'i bring and understanding
I wit, and wisdom fair
Precious beyond compare
We can build a world of
I can you all aware'

'I will you food and shelter
Show you fire to you warm
the endless winter storm
You can live in grace and
In the world you transform'

The were delighted
Coming forth to claim their
ran to build their cities
And among the wise

But one day the streets fell
Yet knew not what was wrong
The urge to build these things
not to be so strong

The wise men consulted
And the bridge of death was
In quest of
To find out they had lost ...

III. Bringer of Love
'I bring love to give you
In the darkness of the
In the heart's light
You only trust your feelings
Only can steer you right'

'I bring laughter, I bring
I joy and I bring tears
I will soothe your fears
off those chains of reason
And your prison

The were abandoned
And the echoed song
They and lived as brothers
They love could not be wrong

Food and they had aplenty
And they beneath the stars
The were contented
And the gods watched afar

But the winter fell upon
And it caught them
Bringing wolves and starvation
And the of men despaired ...

IV. The Battle of Heart and Mind
The universe
As the heart and mind
the people left unguided
For so many troubled
In a cloud of and fears
Their world was torn
Into hollow

Some fought themselves, some each other
Most just followed one
and aimless like their brothers
For their hearts were so
And the could not appear
Their spirits divided
Into hemispheres

Some who did not
Brought of old to light
My 'Rocinante' by night
On her flight

To the heart of Cygnus' force
We set our
Spiralled through that timeless
To this immortal

V. Cygnus: bringer of
I memory and awareness
But I have no or form
As a disembodied
I am dead and yet
I have passed into
As was in tales of old
To the city of
Marble white and purest

I see the gods in rage on high
Thunderbolts the sky
I cannot move, I hide
I feel a silent scream begin

Then all at once the ceased
A fell, a sudden peace
The warriors felt my cry
And stayed their struggle,

Apollo was
thought me mad
But they heard my story
And they wondered, and sad

Looking from Olympus
On a of doubt and fear
Its splintered
Into sorry

They sat a while in
Then they turned at to me
'we call you Cygnus,
The God of you shall be'

The sphere: a kind of
We can walk our together
If our are all the same
We can run alone and
If we pursue a aim

Let the truth of love be
Let the love of shine clear

Armed with sense and
the heart and mind united
In a single perfect