Luyện nghe bài hát La Rossa

(Hammill)

Lacking and food and vision
here I am again, encamped upon floor,
craving and nourishment,
and sanctity and more.
The seemed very crowded,
I put on my bravest
I know you that I am acting,
I can see it in eyes.
In the light of freedom I know
that I deny that I have wasted time,
frittered it away in idle boasts
of my and fidelity,
when simpler words would profited me
most...
...it isn't enough in the end, when I'm
for hope.
Though the screams
as the begin to spit
still he'll go the dance routines
just as long as he they'll fit,
just as long as he knows it's dance, smile-
or quit.

Like the monkey I to a strange tune
when all of these years I've longed to lie you,
I've myself down in the web of talk,
quack and sophistry-
at I've always baulked,
like the man in the chair who it's
him to walk.
I've been behind words,
a deeper flame exists,
faintly aware of the
of I have missed.
But the and the smell of you,
La from head to toe...
I don't know I'm telling you,
but I you ought to know
soon the dam wall will break, soon the
flow.
Though the groans
as the plays
hoping, at the most,
for an end to his days;
he hops up and down on his perch
in the jerky way.
Though it might an end to all friendship
something I'm working up to say.

Think of me what you
I that you think you feel my pain-
no matter if just the surface.
If we made love now would that all
that has before?
Of course it would, there's no way it could
be the same...
one more crossed,
one more explained.
Now I need than just words, though
the are plain that lead from all
action.
If we make love now it will all
is yet to be...
never could we in the same way again.
One world lost,
one heaven gained.

La Rossa, you me, you read me as though
I am
I know it there's no no way in which I can

though it means that finish my story
at last I'd trade all the talk,
the joking, the and the quips,
all the conversations, all the friendship,
all the and all the trips
for the of your body,
the more touch of your lips.
All burning behind me,
all beyond reach,
the monkey his chains out blindly,
to find himself released.

Take me, take me now and hold me
inside ocean body,
wash me as flotsam to the shore,
leave me lying evermore!
Drown me, me now and hold me down
your naked hunger,
burn me at the of the night-
me life!