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
I've stumbled on the 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 dead oceans
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 it's a
And it's a rain's a-gonna fall

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

I saw a room full of men with their hammers
I saw a white ladder all with water
I saw ten thousand talkers 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 a hard 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 could the whole world
Heard one drummers whose hands were a-blazin'

Heard ten thousand whisperin' and listenin'
Heard one person starve, I many people laughin'
Heard the song of a poet who in the gutter
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a
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 child beside a pony
I met a man who walked a black dog
I met a young woman whose body was

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
a hard rain's a-gonna fall

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

Where the pellets of poison are flooding their
Where the home in the valley meets the damp prison
Where the executioner's face is well hidden
hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten
Where is the color, where none is the number

And I'll tell it and think it and it and breathe it
And reflect it from the mountain so all 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, it's a hard, a hard
It's a hard rain's fall