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Video Verdi Cries - Videos Musicales Gratis
The man in 119 takes his tea all alone.
Mornings we all rise to wireless Verdi cries.
I m hearing opera through the door.
The souls of men and women
impassioned all.
Their voices climb and fall; battle trumpets call.
I fill the bath and climb inside
singing.
He will not touch their pastry but every day they bring him more.
Gold from the breakfast tray
I steal them all away and then go and eat them on the shore.
I draw a jackal-headed woman in the sand
sing of a lover s fate sealed by jealous hate then wash my hand in the sea.
With just three days more I d have just about learned the entire score to Aida.
Holidays must end as you know.
All is memory taken home with me: the opera
the stolen tea
the sand drawing
the verging sea
all years ago.
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