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

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

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

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

Oh, what did you see, my blue eyed
Oh, what did you see, my darling young
I saw a newborn baby with wolves all around it
I saw a highway of diamonds nobody on it

I saw a black branch with blood that kept
I saw a full of men with their hammers a bleedin'
I saw ten thousand whose tongues were all broken
I saw guns and swords in the hands 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 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 roar of a wave that could drown the world

I heard one drummers whose hands were a blazin'
I ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin'
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 cried in the

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

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

And it's hard, it's hard, it's hard, hard
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 of the deepest black forest

Where the people are many and their hands are all
Where the pellets of poison are their waters
Where the home in the valley meets the dirty prison
Where the executioner's is always well 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 from the mountain so all can see it

And I'll stand on the 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 rain's a-gonna fall