Luyện nghe bài hát A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall

Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed
Oh, where have you been, my darling one?
stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains
I've walked and I've on six crooked highways

stepped in the middle of seven sad forests
I've been out in front of a dozen dead
I've been ten miles in the mouth of a graveyard
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and a hard
And it's a hard a-gonna fall

Oh, did you see, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, what did you see, my darling one?
I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all it
I saw a highway of diamonds with on it
I saw a black branch with blood that kept

I saw a full of men with their hammers a-bleedin'
I saw a white ladder all covered water
I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all
I saw guns and sharp in the hands of young children
And a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
And it's a hard rain's fall

And did you hear, my blue-eyed son?
And what did you hear, my darling one?
I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a
Heard the roar of a wave could drown the whole world
Heard one hundred drummers whose were a-blazin'

ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin'
Heard one person starve, I heard many laughin'
Heard the of a poet who died in the gutter
the sound of a clown who cried in the alley
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, a hard, it's a hard
And a hard rain's a-gonna fall

Oh, who did you meet, my son?
Who did you meet, my darling one?
I met a child beside a dead pony
I met a white man who a black dog
I met a young woman whose was burning

I met a girl, she gave me a rainbow
I met one man who was wounded in
I met another man who was wounded with
And it's a hard, it's a hard, a hard, it's a hard
It's a hard rain's fall

Oh, what'll you do now, my son?
Oh, you do now, my darling young one?
I'm a-goin' back out 'fore the rain a-fallin'
I'll walk to the depths of the deepest black
Where the people are many and their are all empty

Where the pellets of poison are flooding their
Where the in the valley meets the damp dirty prison
Where the executioner's face is always well
hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten
Where black is the color, where is the number

And I'll tell it and think it and speak it and it
And reflect it the mountain so all souls can see it
Then stand on the ocean until I start sinkin'
But I'll know my song before I start singin'
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, a hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna