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

I.
our weary world was young
The of the ancients first began
The gods of and reason
Sought alone to the fate of man

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

II. Apollo: of Wisdom
'i bring truth and
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 to keep you warm
Through the winter storm
You can live in and comfort
In the world that you

The were delighted
Coming forth to their prize
They ran to their cities
And converse among the

But one day the streets silent
Yet they knew not was wrong
The to build these fine things
Seemed not to be so

The men were consulted
And the of death was crossed
In of Dionysus
To find out they had lost ...

III. Dionysus: Bringer of
'I love to give you solace
In the of the night
In the eternal light
You need trust your feelings
Only love can you right'

'I bring laughter, I music
I bring joy and I bring
I will your primal fears
Throw off those chains of
And your disappears'

The cities were
And the echoed song
They danced and lived as
They knew love could not be

Food and wine they had
And they slept the stars
The people contented
And the gods from afar

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

IV. Armageddon: The Battle of Heart and
The universe
As the heart and collided
With the people left
For so many troubled
In a cloud of and fears
Their was torn asunder
Into hemispheres

Some fought themselves, some fought other
Most just one another
Lost and aimless like brothers
For their hearts so unclear
And the truth not appear
Their spirits were
blinded hemispheres

Some who did not
Brought tales of old to
My sailed by night
On her flight

To the of Cygnus' fearsome force
We set our
through that timeless space
To this immortal

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

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

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

Apollo was
Dionysus me mad
But they heard my further
And wondered, and were sad

Looking down Olympus
On a world of doubt and
Its surface
sorry hemispheres

They sat a while in
Then they at last to me
'we will you Cygnus,
The God of balance you be'

The a kind of dream
We can our road together
If our goals are all the
We can run and free
If we a different aim

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

Armed sense and liberty
With the and mind united
In a single sphere