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

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

Oh, did you see, my blue-eyed son
And what did you see, my darling one
I saw a newborn baby with wolves all around it
I saw a highway of diamonds nobody on it
I saw a black branch blood that kept drippin'
I saw a room full of men with hammers a-bleedin'
I saw a ladder all covered with water
I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all
I saw guns and swords in the hands of young children
And it's a hard, and a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
It's a hard 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 that roared out a warnin'
Heard the of a wave that could drown the whole world
one hundred drummers whose hands 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 who cried in the alley
And it's a hard, and a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
It's a 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 beside a pony
I met a white man who a black dog
I met a young woman whose body was
I met a young girl, she gave me a
I met one man who was wounded in
I met another man who was wounded hatred
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a
It's a hard rain's fall

And you do now, my blue-eyed son?
And what'll you do now, my young one?
I'm back out 'fore the rain starts a-fallin'
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 flooding their
Where the home in the meets the damp dirty prison
And the executioner's face is always well
hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten
Where black is the color, none is the number
And I'll tell it and think it and speak it and it
And it from the mountain so all souls can see it
Then I'll stand on the ocean until I sinkin'
But I'll know my song well before I start
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a
It's a hard rain's fall