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

Oh, where you been, my blue-eyed son
And have you been, my darling young one
I've stumbled on the of twelve misty mountains
I've walked and I've on six crooked highways
I've stepped in the middle of sad forests
I've been out in front of a dozen dead
I've been ten thousand miles in the of a graveyard
And a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard
It's a rain's a-gonna fall

Oh, what did you see, my son
And what did you see, my young one
I saw a newborn with wild wolves all around it
I saw a of diamonds with nobody on it
I saw a black branch with blood that drippin'
I saw a room full of men with their hammers
I saw a ladder all covered with water
I saw ten talkers whose tongues were all broken
I saw and sharp swords in the hands of young children
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, a hard
It's a rain's a-gonna fall

And what did you hear, my blue-eyed
And what did you hear, my young one?
I heard the of a thunder that roared out a warnin'
the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world
Heard one hundred drummers whose were a-blazin'
Heard ten thousand whisperin' and nobody
Heard one person starve, I heard many people
Heard the of a poet who died in the gutter
Heard the sound of a clown who in the alley
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a
a hard rain's a-gonna fall

Oh, did you meet, my blue-eyed son?
Who did you meet, my darling one?
I met a young child a dead pony
I met a white man who a black dog
I met a young woman whose was burning
I met a girl, she gave me a rainbow
I met one man who was in love
I met man who was wounded with hatred
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, a hard
a hard rain's a-gonna fall

And what'll you do now, my blue-eyed
And what'll you do now, my darling one?
I'm a-goin' back out 'fore the rain starts
I'll walk to the depths of the deepest black
Where the people are and their hands are all empty
Where the pellets of are flooding their waters
Where the in the valley meets the damp dirty prison
And the executioner's face is always hidden
Where hunger is ugly, where are forgotten
Where black is the color, where is the number
And I'll it and think it and speak it and breathe it
And it from the mountain so all souls can see it
Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start
But I'll know my song well I start singin'
And a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna