Luyện nghe bài hát Funambulist

None speak of the in history:
Notre conquered by a pote maudit.
Beyond Frances and butchery
my twin-eyed concrete Babel staring
the gods.
Stir their
Men
as art.

birth.
Pile lancers
pierce the
and the clouds.
(Walk on its veins).

and glass.
The propane
wrap this
in shrouds.
(Forest of cranes).

New York, I this child.

over the ocean,
Mind as vine to
on a tower.
of foot in motion,
twined a throne.
I count and the hours.

jacta est.

Wire.
A attire.
The we conspired
finally bear
this
mo(u)rn
a forlorn,
its shorn
of suit
by
blades.

As I he fades.

five hundred weight.
up the freight
to south
one
fo(u)r
the snore,
my on the floor,
sold to the
for
deeds.

To the I lead.

draws the string.
Ropes and
...cling to the arrows flight;
at missiles point, and south unite.
Cordina, clamp, cavaletti,
At dawn, the wires pull taut.

Rope sways.
Winds rage.
ablaze,
I
war
on fate.
devoid,
inflate,
tempt the

The step.

Le nant.
Vos chants, vos cris, je les entends.
A chaque pas, les sadoucissent.
Je danse. Elgance.
Je me permets un
Si je meurs, belle mort!
les dieux mes pieds.

I wave, I sit, I rest, I dream.

Speak to
of calm.
Psalms of
swathe no
wreaked by howls.

from the lowland:
the rattle of chains.
The lords of the
me to the plains
a man.

The step.

Nona, your thread.
it to the Sun,
so I may walk.
Morta, rouse dead.
them of the Sun,
for with me walk.