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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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