Luyện nghe bài hát The Head

Only a palace with interior
Well painted well gargoyled with floors
Two let free this projector machine
and the world here appears on the screen
My servants attend me tricks of the senses
The past and the future and tenses
and on platters of air they me my measure
gladness and sorrow, I lack not for treasure

The lord and his lady are within
In the court of the mind where the song begin
The song is as fine is as fine is as
The does continue through measureless hollows
that sink the level of personal being
caverns of darkness where dragons
are

The mountains them are raised at my calling
the apples are ripe or the rain is a-falling

In ships of white I sail the horizon
where three spinners stand the
horizon the tree of the apples of beauty
I watch them arranging my and tomorrows
The song is as fine is as as it follows

I stood on the beach where the was a-curling
Laughed on the wings of the sea calling
I loved when sweet Venus a did bring me
I cried when sweet Saturn and moved us
and all of my servants fighting their brothers
And the lord and the lady they hated each
Till the spinners arose with their work on fingers
Commanding the of Heavenly singers
That spoke of the so soon to be coming
When all be still in the wonderful palace
The peace is not but peacefully changing
This is the hope of the man on the gallows
The song is as fine is as fine is as

The infant I was in the womb of my
White I was in the loins of my father
Before that I swam in the of nowhere
Where the fish are as fine as the colour of
Where waves are the message of centuries
Where wind is the of the Holy Creator
Where no ship sails but only the
Where all the rivers grow mighty with
And crowned the gifts of the myriad valleys
with a sigh to the sea of the coming
Forever and ever and ever and ever be O be
Glad for the has no ending.