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

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

I've in the middle of seven sad forests
been out in front of a dozen dead oceans
I've been ten thousand miles in the 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 eyed son?
Oh, did you see, my darling young one?
I saw a newborn baby with wolves all around it
I saw a highway of diamonds with on it

I saw a black branch with that kept drippin'
I saw a full of men with their hammers a bleedin'
I saw ten talkers 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, hard
It's a hard rain's fall

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

I heard one drummers whose hands were a blazin'
I ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin'
I heard one starve, I heard many people 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 hard, it's hard, it's hard
It's a hard rain's fall

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

I met a woman whose body 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 hatred

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

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

Where the are many and their hands are all empty
Where the pellets of poison are their waters
Where the home in the valley meets the damp prison
Where the executioner's face is always well

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

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

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