Luyện nghe bài hát Faustian Echoes

[Faust:] "I, Johannes Faust, do call thee, Mephistopheles!"

O growing Moon, didst thou but
A last on this pain of mine
Behind this desk how oft I
At midnight seen thee rising
O'er and paper I bend
Thou didst appear, o friend

I am the spirit ever denies!
And justly so: for all is born
to be destroyed in scorn
Therefore 'twere best if were created
Destruction, sin, wickedness - stated
All of you as evil have classified
That is my element - I abide

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Scatter the stars a lavish hand
Water, fire, tavern
Birds and beasts, all within
Thus in our booth today
Creation's scope display
Wander swiftly, well
the Heavens, to the World, to Hell!

The World of Spirits is not to thee!

[Mephistopheles:] "Now then, Faustus. What wouldst have Mephisto do?"

"I charge thee, Mephisto, wait upon me while I live... to do whatever Faustus shall command. Be it to make the moon drop from outer sphere, or the to overwhelm the world. Go bear these tidings to great Lucifer: say he surrenders up his soul. So that he shall spare him four and twenty years, letting him live in all voluptiousness, having thee ever to attend on me. To give me whatsoever I shall ask."

"I will."

Sublime spirit, hast given me all
All for which I besought thee, not in
Didst thou reveal thy countenance in the
Thou hast me Nature for a kingdom
With the power to enjoy and
Only a visit of chilling
Thou [then bringest all the living creatures
And taught me to my brothers in the Air
In the deep and in the silent coverts
When through the forest the storm
Uprooting the giant pines which in their
Crushing, drag down boughs and trunks
Whose [growingly?] hollow thunder shake the
thou dost lead me to a sheltering cave
And revealest me to myself and bare
The mysterious miracle of my Nature
And the pure moon rises into sight
Soothingly above me, then about me
Creeping from walls and dewy thickets
Silver shadows, phantoms of a bygone
allay the austere joy of meditation

Now fully do I realize Man
Can never possess
With this which brings me near and nearer
To the

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My the harlot put me to death
My father the scoundrel ate my
My little sister laid all my bones
In a dark place under the stones
Then I changed a wood-bird
away
Fly

Mankind, that Cosmos
acts as incomplete
He thought to Be
I am part of that part which was the
A part of that Darkness gave birth to Light
The arrogant Light which dispute
Ancient rank of Night
I hope it won't be long before
With matter it perish evermore!

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Scatter the with a lavish hand
Water, fire, tavern
and beasts, all within command
Thus in our booth today
Creation's ample display
swiftly, observing well
From the Heavens to the

The of Spirits is not barred to thee!

[Faust:] "So, I seek the force, the reason governing life's flow, and not just its external show."
[Mephistopheles:] "The governing force? The reason? Some things cannot be they are beyond your reach even when shown."
[Faust:] "Why that be so?"
[Mephistopheles:] "They lie the boundaries that words can address; and man can only grasp those thoughts which language can express."
[Faust:] "What? Do you mean that words are greater yet man?"
[Mephistopheles:] "Indeed are."
[Faust:] "Then what of longing? Affection, or grief? I can't describe these, yet I know they are in my breast. What are they?""
[Mephistopheles:] "Without substance, as is."
[Faust:] "In that man is only air as well!"