Luyện nghe bài hát La Rossa

(Hammill)

Lacking sleep and and vision
here I am again, upon your floor,
sanctuary and nourishment,
encouragement and and more.
The streets seemed crowded,
I put on my bravest
I know you that I am acting,
I can see it in eyes.
In the harsh of freedom I know
I cannot deny that I have wasted time,
have it away in idle boasts
of my and fidelity,
when simpler words have profited me
most...
...it enough in the end, when I'm looking
for hope.
the organ-monkey screams
as the pipes to spit
still he'll go through the routines
just as long as he thinks fit,
just as long as he that it's dance, smile-
or quit.

Like the monkey I dance to a tune
when all of these years longed to lie with you,
I've bogged myself in the web of talk,
quack philosophy and
at I've always baulked,
like the man in the chair who believes
him to walk.
I've been behind words,
fearing a flame exists,
faintly aware of the
of opportunities I missed.
But the and the smell of you,
La from head to toe...
I know what I'm telling you,
but I think you to know
soon the dam wall will break, soon the
flow.
Though the organ-monkey
as the plays
hoping, at the most,
for an end to his dancing
still he hops up and on his perch
in the jerky way.
Though it might mean an end to all
there's something I'm up to say.

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

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

though it means that you'll finish my
at last I'd all the clever talk,
the joking, the and the quips,
all the conversations, all the friendship,
all the and all the trips
for the warmth of body,
the more touch of your lips.
All bridges burning me,
all safety reach,
the monkey his chains out blindly,
to find himself released.

Take me, take me now and me deep
inside ocean body,
me as some flotsam to the shore,
there me lying evermore!
Drown me, me now and hold me down
before naked hunger,
burn me at the of the night-
me life!