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

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

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

Oh, what did you see, my son?
Oh, what did you see, my young one?
I saw a baby with wild wolves all around it
I saw a highway of diamonds nobody on it
I saw a black branch with that kept drippin'

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

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

Heard ten thousand whisperin' and listenin'
Heard one person starve, I heard many people
Heard the song of a poet who died in the
Heard the sound of a who cried in the alley
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna

Oh, who did you meet, my blue-eyed
Who did you meet, my young one?
I met a young child beside a dead
I met a white man who a black dog
I met a woman whose body was burning

I met a young girl, she gave me a
I met one man who was in love
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 a-gonna

Oh, what'll you do now, my son?
Oh, what'll you do now, my darling one?
I'm a-goin' back out 'fore the starts a-fallin'
I'll walk to the depths of the deepest forest
Where the are many and their hands 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
Where is ugly, where souls are forgotten
black is the color, where none is the number

And I'll tell it and it and speak it and breathe it
And reflect it from the so all souls can see it
Then I'll on the ocean until I start sinkin'
But I'll know my song well I start singin'
And it's a hard, it's a hard, a hard, it's a hard
a hard rain's a-gonna fall