Luyện nghe bài hát Knots

What a
What a strangling to be caught in
To be here
To be in Berlin with Vienna so near
Yet so far from the ear
What a and impossible sum
To be old while to still be so
To have sung before speaking a
To be
To be
to fail
To be
To but to be so naive
To trust and to be so
To mourn, forlorn, to be torn you
Scorned for another who suffers no
To curse God, seeking
And to be ignored
To hide in room, now too rich to afford
To hear armies of bang at the door
Always yelling for
And to have to sell that could help
Except for the Steinway that sits in the

For Arthur it all too easily
To learn the in every key
To the etudes and the suites
The nocturnes and The
To master the sonatas, minuets, and
To seek the fits and starts
To the middle F like it's an arrow through the heart
To wing the hand like a dove
(the peaceful flutter of a dove)
And with left a violent shove
(some moments will a shove)
To needle gently yet relentless with a steady foot upon the
And to clench the iron first inside the glove
To learn to whisper and to
(the justifies the scream)
To let each yearning breathe
(no, lives unless it breathes)
To burn, to worship, to
To pose a question with a on a key
To flee, to fight, to
To in air
Nothing underneath
To rap those heavy knuckles on the gate to til there's nothing to
Achieve, but
To go retrieve the length of cable hidden in the
To metamorphasize the twisted rope an alphabet
To lay the lazy C upon the shabby floor to rest
To the end across the top and bend the C into an S
To the tail beneath the S to turn the tangle to a B
To hug the wretched root around the fibers
To wrap again to again to give the coil seven loops
To penetrate the yawning
To tug the loose appendage
To yank the until it's ready for the job
it's got to do
To toss the braid above the ceiling beam and to the noose
To bid adieu to all of there's nothing left to do but
Climb the
To the collar
the edge
To step the air