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 one?
I've stumbled on the side of twelve mountains
I've walked and I've crawled on six highways

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

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

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

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

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

And what did you hear, my eyed son?
And what did you hear, my darling young
I the sound of a thunder, is it roared out a warnin'
Heard the roar of a wave that drown the whole world

I heard one hundred drummers hands were a blazin'
I heard ten whisperin' and nobody listenin'
I heard one person starve, I many people laughin'
I heard the song of a poet who 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
a hard rain's a-gonna fall

And who did you meet, my blue son?
Oh, who did you meet, my young one?
I met a young beside a dead pony
I met a white man who walked a dog

I met a young whose body was burning
I met a young girl, she gave me a
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 a-gonna fall

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

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

Where hunger is ugly, where 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 from the mountain so all can see it

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

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