Luyện nghe bài hát Knots

What a
What a knot to be caught in
To be here
To be stuck in Berlin with so near
Yet so far the Emperor's ear
What a strange and sum
To be old while to still be so
To sung before speaking a word
To be
To be
to fail
To be
To love but to be so
To and to be so deceived
To mourn, forlorn, to be torn you
Scorned for another who no grief
To curse God, seeking
And to be ignored
To hide in room, now too rich to afford
To armies of creditors bang at the door
Always for more
And to have nothing to sell could help
Except for the Steinway that in the corner

For it all came too easily
To learn the in every key
To the etudes and the suites
The nocturnes and The
To master the sonatas, minuets, and
To seek the truth and starts
To strike the middle F like an arrow through the heart
To wing the right hand like a dove
(the flutter of a dove)
And with left a violent shove
(some moments will a shove)
To needle gently yet with a steady foot upon the pedal
And to clench the iron inside the velvet glove
To learn to whisper and to
(the whisper the scream)
To let yearning finger breathe
(no, nothing lives it breathes)
To burn, to worship, to
To pose a question a pinky on a key
To flee, to fight, to
To in air
solid underneath
To rap those heavy knuckles on the gate to heaven til there's to
Achieve, but
To go retrieve the length of cable in the cabinet
To metamorphasize the twisted unto an alphabet
To lay the lazy C upon the shabby wooden floor to
To the end across the top and bend the C into an S
To curve the tail the S to turn the tangle to a B
To hug the wretched root the fibers suffocatingly
To wrap again to wrap again to give the coil loops
To penetrate the hoop
To tug the appendage through
To yank the knot until it's for the job
it's got to do
To toss the braid above the ceiling and to affix the noose
To bid adieu to all of you
until there's nothing to do but
the chair
To cinch the
Find the
To into the air