Luyện nghe bài hát Iceland

A plate steel was fired
And I did not for my compatriots
Hated even the core of
Not a of ill-health
It was fear of weakness deep in of myself
The attainment was out of...
orations/What generations]
[Dumb emulations]
To be in Iceland
of legend, sing of destruction
Witness the last of the
Hear about Jonsson *
the runes 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
down flat in the Cafe Iol*
Without a glance the clientele
coffee black as well,
Hair blond as
Cast the runes against own soul
Roll up for the show
And be humbled in
And the of the volcano
Is thick and
the people around it.
See a green redhead, redhead
Make a for the book of prayers.
Do anything for a bit of
Get in Iceland
the goddamn fuck is it?
That played the pipes of
A Memorex for the
That induces this rough
And casts the runes against the
And in Iceland
[* Megas Jonsson is to be "the father of Icelandic
rock'n'roll"; he "ridiculed the sacred Sagas of [Iceland],
scathing,
surreal lyrics, got heavily into booze and drugs, was barred radio
and shunned by society. In 1979 he released a double album
"Plans For Suicide," announced his retirement, and hasan't in
public he's now a dock worker." -- from Colin Irwin's 26
September 1981 Melody Maker about the Fall in Iceland. --Ed.]
[* Cafe Iol is a famous spot in Reykjavik where MES hung out
in Iceland. --ed.]
[* Paintwork]