Luyện nghe bài hát Waltz of the 101st Lightborne

I they had got what they came for;
I our peril was done
On the eve of the last of the Great
After three we had won
(But the
It was done.)

I saw his ship in its whistling
As they launched from the Capitol
I saw our mistake
When the clouds draped a flag
the backs of the fleet
Of the Hundred-First Elite

As the day is
So the well dry
And we came to see Time is
Than is wide
And we bade
To the Divide:
unlimited simulacreage to colonize!

But there was a we were lashed to the prow
Of a you may board, but not steer
You and I ceased to mean Now
And began to mean only Right
(to Inches and Miles, but not Years);
Space has a taste of its limits
And a new of coordinate awoke
Making Time just another tenant:
Bearing weight, taking fire, smokes
In the war us and our ghosts

(But I saw the Strait and the Golden Gate
In silent suspension of their age!
And you can barely tell, if I guard it
Where I have been, and
Pristine, unfelled.)

I had a dream that I in the garden
Of Chabot, and those telescope
It was that I called to my true love
Who was pale as millennial
Honey, where did you by that wound?

When I woke, he was
And the War had
In return and repeat
Calling, Where in the are the rest of your fellow
One Hundred-One Lightborne
Stormed in the New Highland Infantry

it stop, my love!
We wrong to try
Never saw what we unravel
In traveling
Nor how the trip
Like a of slides!
All we saw was that Time is taller than Space is

That's why we are bound to a round desert
'neath the sky where our sailors have
Have drowned, in those windy highlands?
away, my John