Luyện nghe bài hát The Ferryman

Oh, the traveller moving on the land, I give you, I give you the travelling man.
And very heavy laden with the questions in his burden.
Lo, and I give you the man.
He has crossed the mountains, he has streams.
He has spent a long surviving on his dreams.
Many times he's to lighten up his heavy load.
But his fail him and he ends back on the road.

Oh the he is weary, the travelling man he is tired.
For the road is never ending in his he has cried aloud for a saviour
And in vain for a teacher, to lighten up the load
And he's heard the sounds of war in a gentle shower of
And the whisperings of that he could not explain.
The for his journey, or the reason it began
Or was there any for the travelling man.

At last he a river so beautiful and wide
But the was so strong he could not reach the other side
And the weary travelling man looked for a strong enough to row against the tide,
And the ferryman was old but he the boat so well,
Or did the river move the The traveller could not tell.
Said the ferryman, "You're and the answers that you seek,
Are in the singing river, listen it will speak."

Oh, the traveller closed his and he listened and he heard
Only the murmuring and the beating of his heart.
Then he heard the river laughing, and he heard the crying
And in it was the beauty and the sadness of the
And he the sounds of dying, but he heard the sounds of birth
And slowly his heard all the sounds of earth.
The sounds blended together and they a whole
And the was his heartbeat to the music his soul.

And the had no beginning, as it flowed into the sea
And the seas the clouds and the rains filled the streams
And as slowly as the sunrise, he opened up his
To find the ferryman had gone, the boat gently on the tide.
And the river within him, and with it he was one
And the seas moved around the earth, and the earth the sun.
And the traveller was the river, was the and ferryman,
Was the and the song that the singing river sang.