Luyện nghe bài hát Queen Victoria

(A Poem Set To Music)

Victoria,
My father and all his loved you,
I you too in all your forms,
the slim and virgin floating among German beer,
the mean governess of the huge maps,
the solitary of a prince.

Victoria,
I am and rainy,
I am dirty as a glass in a train station,
I like an empty cast iron exhibition,
I ornaments on everything,
my love, she gone with other boys.

Victoria,
do you a punishment under the white lace,
will you be short with her, will you make her read those Bibles,
will you spank her with a corset.
I want her pure as power, I want her skin slightly with petticoats
will you the easy bidet out of her head?

Victoria,
I'm not nourished by modern love,
will you into my life
your sorrow and your black carriages,
And your
memories.

Victoria,
the Twentieth Century to you and me.
Let us be two severe giants not lonely for our partnership,
who discolour test tubes in the of Science,
who up unwelcome at every World's Fair,
with proverbs and corrections,
confusing the tourists
our incomparable sense of loss.