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 young
I've on the side of twelve misty mountains
I've and I've crawled on six crooked highways

I've in the middle of seven sad forests
I've been out in of a dozen dead oceans
I've 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 fall

Oh, what did you see, my son?
Oh, did you see, my darling young one?
I saw a newborn baby wild wolves all around it
I saw a highway of diamonds with on it
I saw a branch with blood that kept drippin'

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

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

ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin'
Heard one person starve, I heard many laughin'
Heard the song of a who died in the gutter
Heard the sound of a 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 blue-eyed
Who did you meet, my young one?
I met a young child beside a dead
I met a man who walked a black dog
I met a young woman 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 hatred
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, a hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna

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

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

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