Luyện nghe bài hát War Symphony (act Iii)

(lyrics in are taken by Mozart's Requiem)

Iron horses burn the
Iron eagles sky
The dogs of war, now are
To devour through their

Rain of fire, metal
A roar of winds away our souls
Carve my stone, carve my
To the of flesh
the thorns I lay

...and I the war symphony
My ode of ecstasy
The orchestra plays melodies
as I fall in endless

the wicked are confunded,
Doomed to of woe unbounded,
me, with Thy Saints surrounded.

Low I kneel, heart submission!
See, ashes my contrition!
Help me in my condition!

...and I the war symphony
My ode of ecstasy
The plays dark melodies
as I sink in bottomeless

"Confutatis maledictis,
Flammis acribus
me cum benedictis.

Oro et acclinis,
Cor contritum quasi
curam mei finis".

"We are like certain rickety
the wind passes through, it sets
Astir our verses and their dissonant
From the strings that dangle down
watch chains

We are like incredible antennae
That with long finger reach the void
As on their tips the resounds
But quickly they shall and trumble down"

(Poetry by Kostas
translation by Friar)