Luyện nghe bài hát Faustian Echoes

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

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

I am the that ever denies!
And justly so: for all is born
Deserves to be destroyed in
Therefore 'twere if nothing were created
Destruction, sin, wickedness - plainly
All of which you as evil have
That is my - there I abide

]
Scatter the stars with a hand
Water, fire, wall
Birds and beasts, all within
Thus in our narrow booth
Creation's ample display
swiftly, observing well
the Heavens, to the World, to Hell!

The World of is not barred to thee!

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

"I charge thee, Mephisto, wait upon me while I live... to do whatever Faustus shall command. Be it to make the moon from outer sphere, or the ocean 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, thou hast me all
All for which I besought thee, not in
thou reveal thy countenance in the fire
Thou hast given me for a kingdom
the power to enjoy and feel
Only a visit of bewilderment
Thou [then me?] bringest all the creatures
And me to know my brothers in the Air
In the waters and in the silent coverts
When through the forest the rages
Uprooting the giant pines which in fall
Crushing, drag down neighboring and trunks
Whose [growingly?] hollow shake the hills
Then thou dost lead me to a sheltering
And revealest me to myself and layest
The mysterious miracle of my Nature
And when the pure moon rises sight
Soothingly above me, then me hover
Creeping from rocky walls and dewy
Silver shadows, phantoms of a world
Which allay the joy of meditation

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

]
My mother the harlot put me to
My father the ate my flesh
My dear sister laid all my bones
In a dark shaded under the stones
I changed into a wood-bird
Fluttering
Fly

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

]
Scatter the with a lavish hand
Water, fire, tavern
Birds and beasts, all within
Thus in our narrow booth
ample scope display
Wander swiftly, observing
the Heavens to the World

The of Spirits is not barred to thee!

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