Luyện nghe bài hát Man Shall Follow

Hello old friend. It's been years
Since I have have here, to your shore.
I you out, this last Autumn,
For I I'd never see you anymore.
In years, the world has changed,
not the way we planned.
I myself confronting
ravaged shores again.
And it took me months to travel
The eastern lands
Just to you, Red Pacific,
And to your barren sands.
They've us just five more months
'Til the is gone, back home.
I cut my share and to you.
By Spring, leave you all alone.
blazing sun is so damned hot
And I'm so tired,
I think I'll to sit and rest
My bones a while.
You that I've lost everything
That ever loved. It's true.
But I've lost is nothing,
When I see we've done to you.
For lives. Nothing flies
this hellish light.
I can't believe we let it to this
a fight.
When was new and I was young,
A so far removed from now,
The swollen released their seeds and thunder,
Spitting garish light froze the swaying of the trees.
A raindrop on my lips.
It skittered, wet, across
And thrilled my in cold delight.
One night, the Earth was new and I was young...
Oh! A time so far from now.
Then in a rush of doubt,
I my pa to ask him if
The droplets from the sky
harm my body or my mind?
He chuckled softly, his head.
He told me, "Son, the purest
Of liquid you shall ever
Will be the ones from skies."
What we done to change his words?
The raindrops, all us, fell.
What could I tell my boys they,
parched and burning lips inquired
Why rain, so wet and moist,
Must not be touched by tongue
Nor playground on Man's skin
Regardless what his thirst
How could I them once that I
Had tried to stop the rape of
But somehow failed the line
And were doomed to sit and watch
As misty drops blades of grass
Which slowly yellowed, bent and
These rags held to the end.
I thought never make it
When that of acid rain rolled by
And thunder the lightning sky.
"Doom!" the hills, the echo clear,
Resounding the skags so drear,
Atremble that sterile plain,
All frozen in pain,
All shorn of their need
For rain had killed the seed.
I sought shelter they could give.
The passed on. It let me live...
The on my boots are jammed
With mud walking overland.
The yellow that edge the shore
my fingers, cool and warm.
My clothing falls in sogging
And far out on the rim
A lonely gapes and mocks
As spray against its skin.
The wind, froth, the breaker's din
my form, yet ease my dread.
The droplets on my skin
And Trickle my barren head.
For hair has like childrens' poems
And of birds and Autumn leaves
No life to live, no to feed.
For faith has fled with budding
And Nature's love and Autumn
These burning eyes melt the beach
And mourn again for skies
And of hay and aqua waves
to all and turns to rust
As all that lived to the dust.
Life-maker, life-taker,
The story was written,
Of Evil, we tasted.
You banished us Eden.
Now, sorry. I'm so sorry!
How can we beg pardon?
We were shepherds.
We the garden.
I raise my arms in rage.
I the cities of the dead.
I into the ancient sea
For the last whale's song had
"Man shall me..."
And so we did.
And so we did.