Luyện nghe bài hát La Rossa

(Hammill)

Lacking sleep and food and
here I am again, encamped your floor,
sanctuary and nourishment,
encouragement and and more.
The seemed very crowded,
I put on my guise-
I know you that I am acting,
I can see it in eyes.
In the harsh of freedom I know
that I cannot that I have wasted time,
frittered it away in idle boasts
of my and fidelity,
when simpler would have profited me
most...
...it isn't enough in the end, I'm looking
for hope.
Though the organ-monkey
as the pipes to spit
he'll go through the dance routines
just as long as he thinks fit,
just as long as he knows that 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 bogged down in the web of talk,
quack and sophistry-
at physiciality always baulked,
the man in the chair who believes it's
him to walk.
I've been behind words,
fearing a deeper exists,
aware of the passage
of I have missed.
But the and the smell of you,
La from head to toe...
I know what I'm telling you,
but I you ought to know
the dam wall will break, soon the water
flow.
Though the groans
as the plays
hoping, at the most,
for an end to his days;
still he hops up and on his perch
in the usual way.
Though it might an end to all friendship
there's something I'm up to say.

of me what you will;
I know that you think you my pain-
no matter if that's the surface.
If we made love now would that all
that has before?
Of course it would, there's no way it ever
be the same...
one more 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 will all
is yet to be...
never we agree in the same way again.
One world lost,
one heaven gained.

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

though it means that finish my story
at last I'd 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 touch of your lips.
All bridges behind me,
all beyond reach,
the monkey feels his out blindly,
to find himself released.

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