Luyện nghe bài hát La Rossa

(Hammill)

Lacking sleep and food and
here I am again, encamped your floor,
craving and nourishment,
encouragement and and more.
The streets seemed 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
I cannot deny that I have wasted time,
have frittered it in idle boasts
of my and fidelity,
when simpler words would have me
most...
...it isn't enough in the end, when I'm
for hope.
Though the organ-monkey
as the pipes begin to
still he'll go through the dance
as long as he thinks they'll fit,
just as long as he knows that it's dance,
or quit.

Like the monkey I to a strange tune
when all of years I've longed to lie with you,
bogged myself down in the web of talk,
quack philosophy and
at physiciality I've baulked,
like the man in the who believes it's
him to walk.
I've been hiding 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 know what I'm you,
but I think you to know
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 dancing
still he up and down on his perch
in the jerky way.
it might mean an end to all friendship
there's something I'm up to say.

of me what you will;
I know that you think you feel my
no matter if just the surface.
If we made love now would change all
that has gone
Of course it would, no way it could ever
be the same...
one more crossed,
one more explained.
Now I need more than words, though
the are plain that lead from all
action.
If we love now it will change all
is yet to be...
never could we in the same way again.
One more lost,
one more gained.

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

though it that you'll 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 words and all the
for the warmth of body,
the more vivid of your lips.
All bridges burning me,
all beyond reach,
the monkey feels his out blindly,
only to find released.

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