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

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

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

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

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

I saw a black branch blood that kept drippin'
I saw a room full of men with their a bleedin'
I saw ten thousand talkers whose were all broken
I saw guns and sharp swords in the of young children

And it's hard, and it's hard, it's hard, it's
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 heard the sound of a thunder, is it out a warnin'
the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world

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

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

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

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

And it's hard, it's hard, it's hard, it's
It's a hard rain's fall

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

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

Where hunger is ugly, souls are forgotten
Where black is the color, and is the number
And tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it
And reflect the mountain so all souls can see it

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

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