Luyện nghe bài hát La Rossa

(Hammill)

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

Like the monkey I to a strange tune
when all of years I've longed to lie with you,
I've myself down in the web of talk,
quack philosophy and
at physiciality always baulked,
like the man in the chair who believes
him to walk.
I've hiding behind words,
a deeper flame exists,
faintly aware of the
of opportunities I missed.
But the and the smell of you,
La from head to toe...
I don't what I'm telling you,
but I think you ought to
soon the dam will break, soon the water
flow.
Though the organ-monkey
as the organ-grinder
hoping, at the most,
for an end to his days;
still he hops up and on his perch
in the jerky way.
Though it might mean an end to all
something I'm working up to say.

Think of me what you
I know that you think you my pain-
no matter if that's the surface.
If we love now would that change all
that has gone
Of course it would, there's no way it could
be the same...
one line crossed,
one mystery explained.
Now I need more than just words,
the options are that lead from all
action.
If we make love now it change all
is yet to be...
never could we agree in the way again.
One world lost,
one more gained.

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

though it means you'll finish my story
at I'd trade all the clever talk,
the joking, the and the quips,
all the conversations, all the friendship,
all the and all the trips
for the warmth of body,
the more vivid touch of lips.
All burning behind me,
all beyond reach,
the monkey feels his out blindly,
only to himself released.

me, take me now and hold me deep
inside your body,
wash me as some to the shore,
there leave me evermore!
Drown me, drown me now and me down
your naked hunger,
burn me at the altar of the
me life!