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

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

I've stepped in the middle of seven sad
been out in front of a dozen dead oceans
I've been ten miles in the mouth of a graveyard

And hard, and it's hard, it's hard, and it's hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna

Oh, what did you see, my blue son?
Oh, what did you see, my young one?
I saw a newborn baby with wild all around it
I saw a of diamonds with nobody on it

I saw a black branch with blood that kept
I saw a room full of men with their hammers a
I saw ten thousand whose tongues were all broken
I saw guns and sharp in the hands of young children

And it's hard, and it's hard, it's hard, it's
It's a rain's a-gonna fall

And what did you hear, my blue son?
And what did you hear, my young one?
I heard the sound of a thunder, is it roared out a
Heard the of a wave that could drown the whole world

I heard one hundred drummers whose hands a blazin'
I ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin'
I heard one person starve, I many people laughin'
I heard the of a poet who died in the gutter
I the sound of a clown who cried in the alley

And it's hard, and it's hard, it's hard, it's
It's a hard rain's a-gonna

And who did you meet, my blue eyed
Oh, who did you meet, my darling one?
I met a young child beside a pony
I met a man who walked a black dog

I met a young woman whose was burning
I met a girl, she gave me a rainbow
I met one man who was wounded in
I met another man who was with hatred

And it's hard, it's hard, hard, it's hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna

Oh, what'll you do now, my blue son?
Oh, what'll you do now, my young one?
Well, I'm a goin' back out 'fore the rain a fallin'
Well, walk to the depths of the deepest black forest

Where the people are and their hands are all empty
Where the pellets of are flooding their waters
Where the home in the valley the damp dirty prison
Where the executioner's face is always hidden

Where hunger is ugly, where are forgotten
Where black is the color, and none is the
And I'll tell it and think it and speak it and it
And reflect from the so all souls can see it

And stand on the ocean until I start sinkin'
But I'll know my song well before I start

And it's hard, it's hard, hard, it's hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna