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

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

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

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

Oh, did you see, my blue eyed son?
Oh, what did you see, my young one?
I saw a newborn baby with wild all around it
I saw a highway of diamonds with on it

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

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

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

I one hundred drummers whose hands were a blazin'
I heard ten whisperin' and nobody listenin'
I heard one starve, I heard many people laughin'
I heard the of a poet who died in the gutter
I heard the sound of a who cried 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 eyed
Oh, who did you meet, my darling young
I met a young child a dead pony
I met a man who walked a black dog

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

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

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

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

Where is ugly, where souls are forgotten
Where black is the color, and is the number
And I'll tell it and it and speak it and breathe it
And reflect from the mountain so all can see it

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

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