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

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

stepped in the middle 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 a-gonna fall

Oh, did you see, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, what did you see, my darling young
I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all it
I saw a highway of diamonds with on it
I saw a black 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 sharp swords in the of young children
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, 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 young one?
I heard the sound of a thunder, it out a warnin'
Heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole
Heard one hundred drummers whose hands were

Heard ten thousand whisperin' and listenin'
Heard one person starve, I heard many laughin'
Heard the of a poet who died in the gutter
Heard the sound of a clown who 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 a-gonna fall

Oh, who did you meet, my son?
Who did you meet, my young one?
I met a young child beside a dead
I met a white man who walked a 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 with hatred
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a
a hard rain's a-gonna fall

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

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