Luyện nghe bài hát Motorway To Damascus

Daybreak on the to Damascus
A heavenly angel flagged me down and asked for a ride into
For sake, on the motorway to Damascus
This heavenly angel, wise and pure, with a guided tour:
"Behold! A city of silver grey and white,
Of solar-panelled rooftops glinting in the
And wind-power generators turning soundlessly the night"
Mid-day on the motorway to
The heavenly angel flapped its wings and told me more things
Like how one day motorway to Damascus
Would disappear trace, the unsustainable replaced
"Behold! The new New Forest in four shades of green
Stretching out before us it always should have been
A thesaurus for as far as the eye can see"
Nightfall on the to Damascus
The heavenly angel looked at me and said "Well, it gonna be?
The haul, or the shorter way to Damascus?
Choose with care and you find that one day there will come a time
When the ruins of the crumbling cooling towers
Are but ivy-clad of a long-forgotten power"
Must the monkeys leave Gibraltar's and ravens flee the Tower
Before we look and see ourselves for what we are?