Luyện nghe bài hát The Ferryman

Oh, the traveller moving on the land, behold I give you, I give you the man.
And he's very heavy with the questions in his burden.
Lo, and I give you the man.
He has the mountains, he has forded streams.
He has a long time surviving on his dreams.
Many he's tried to lighten up his heavy load.
But his compromises fail him and he 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, someone to lighten up the
And he's heard the sounds of war in a gentle of rain
And the whisperings of despair that he not explain.
The reason for his journey, or the reason it
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 ferryman enough to row against the tide,
And the ferryman was old but he moved the so well,
Or did the river the boat? The traveller could not tell.
Said the ferryman, "You're weary and the answers you seek,
Are in the river, listen humbly it will speak."

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

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