Luyện nghe bài hát Knots

What a
What a strangling to be caught in
To be exiled
To be stuck in with Vienna so near
Yet so far from the ear
What a strange and sum
To be old while to be so young
To have sung before a word
To be
To be
to fail
To be
To love but to be so
To trust and to be so
To mourn, forlorn, to be from you
for another who suffers no grief
To curse God, lightning
And to still be
To in this room, now too rich to afford
To hear armies of bang at the door
Always for more
And to have nothing to sell could help
Except for the Steinway that in the corner

For Arthur it all came too
To the scales in every key
To the etudes and the suites
The nocturnes and The
To the sonatas, minuets, and symphonies
To the truth fits and starts
To strike the middle F like it's an arrow through the
To wing the hand like a dove
(the peaceful flutter of a dove)
And with left a shove
(some moments will demand a shove)
To gently yet relentless with a steady foot upon the pedal
And to clench the iron first the velvet glove
To to whisper and to scream
(the whisper the scream)
To let each finger breathe
(no, lives unless it breathes)
To burn, to worship, to
To a question with a pinky on a key
To flee, to fight, to
To in air
solid underneath
To rap those heavy knuckles on the gate to til there's nothing to
Achieve, but
To go retrieve the length of hidden in the cabinet
To metamorphasize the twisted rope unto an
To lay the lazy C upon the wooden floor to rest
To send the end the top and bend the C into an S
To curve the beneath the S to turn the tangle to a B
To hug the wretched around the fibers suffocatingly
To wrap again to again to give the coil seven loops
To penetrate the hoop
To tug the loose through
To yank the knot until it's for the job
it's got to do
To toss the braid above the ceiling and to affix the noose
To bid adieu to all of you
until there's nothing to do but
Climb the
To the collar
the edge
To into the air