Luyện nghe bài hát Iceland

A plate object was fired
And I did not for my compatriots
Hated the core of myself
Not a matter of
It was fear of weakness deep in of myself
The fact was out of...
[Mounting generations]
populations/What emulations]
To be in Iceland
of legend, sing of destruction
Witness the of the god-men
Hear about Jonsson *
Cast the against your own soul
There is not more time to go
Work fifteen hours for the good of the
And be humbled in
Sit in the room
Fall down flat in the Cafe
a glance from the clientele
Your coffee as well,
Hair as hell
Cast the runes against own soul
Roll up for the show
And be humbled in
And the of the volcano
Is and impatient
the people around it.
See a green goblin redhead,
Make a for the book of prayers.
Do anything for a bit of
Get in Iceland
What the fuck is it?
That played the of aluminum
A Memorex for the
That this rough text
And casts the runes the self-soul
And in Iceland
[* Megas Jonsson is to be "the father of Icelandic
rock'n'roll"; he "ridiculed the sacred of [Iceland], wrote
scathing,
surreal lyrics, got heavily into and drugs, was barred from radio
and shunned by society. In 1979 he released a double album
"Plans For Suicide," announced his retirement, and hasan't in
public since he's now a dock worker." -- from Irwin's 26
September 1981 Melody Maker article about the in Iceland. --Ed.]
[* Cafe Iol is a meeting spot in Reykjavik where MES hung out
in Iceland. --ed.]
[* Paintwork]