Luyện nghe bài hát Tintin in Tibet

I to you
I to you, Geneviève
I to you
You exist
I to you though

When I address you, who am I to?
Standing in the front yard like an open
"I love you", to who?
I recorded all these songs the weird echoes in our house now
And then I out the door to play them on a stage
But I to you

I you
we first met, you were 22
And I drove my truck the ferry to Victoria in the morning
we met and talked forever in your apartment with evening falling
So I my blankets in
And slept on the floor right next to bed
In the morning, barely awake, I saw you standing right me
Peeling an orange and hungry
"Do you some," you asked me
And then just into me with pieces of orange
And weight and and certainty

I remember you a few later in Tofino
Where we'd driven to a show you'd
set up for us at a shop to no one
Then we in the back of my truck and got woken up by the cops
Then went down to the boat dock to ask whoever for a ride
Across the water to Island to just get left there for the day
And we did that and brought some
to eat and went the big trees
and in love,
totally insane, apart from the of the world
We had finally each other in the universe

Lying on the rocks, for the boat to come pick us up
I read the one we had with us aloud
With my on your lap, sinking into you
in Tibet in French
And we of devotion and snow
and longing in the Himalayan air
High and cold, a bell ringing out

Then right before you died, years later in our house
I remember your gasping for oxygen
You explained that you'd thinking about that high, cold air
Wrapping the globe, above the mountains of the gods

And yes I do picture you there, molecules
But still I'd rather you were in the house
The unfolding everyday life of this good we made
Instead of being scattered by the for no reason
So I to you