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

Oh, where have you been, my son?
Oh, where have you been, my young one?
I've stumbled on the side of twelve mountains
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked

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

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

I saw a full of men with their hammers a-bleedin'
I saw a white all covered with water
I saw ten talkers whose tongues were all broken
I saw and sharp swords in the hands of young children
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

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

Heard ten whisperin' and nobody listenin'
Heard one starve, I heard many people laughin'
Heard the song of a poet who in the gutter
Heard the sound of a who cried in the alley
And a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
And it's a hard rain's fall

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

I met a young girl, she 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, it's a hard, a hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna

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

Where the pellets of are flooding their waters
Where the home in the valley meets the dirty prison
Where the executioner's face is always hidden
Where is ugly, where souls are forgotten
Where black is the color, none is the number

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