Luyện nghe bài hát The Ferryman

Oh, the traveller moving on the land, I give you, I give you the travelling man.
And he's very heavy laden with the in his burden.
Lo, and I give you the man.
He has crossed the mountains, he has streams.
He has a long time surviving on his dreams.
Many times he's tried to lighten up his 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 fear he has cried for a saviour
And in vain for a teacher, someone to lighten up the
And he's heard the of war in a gentle shower of rain
And the whisperings of that he could not explain.
The for his journey, or the reason it began
Or was any reason for the travelling man.

At he reached a river so beautiful and wide
But the current was so strong he 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 move the boat? The traveller could not tell.
Said the ferryman, "You're weary and the answers you seek,
Are in the singing river, listen it will speak."

Oh, the traveller closed his and he listened and he heard
Only the river murmuring and the of his heart.
Then he the river laughing, and he heard the river crying
And in it was the and the sadness of the world
And he heard the sounds of dying, but he heard the of birth
And slowly his ears heard all the 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 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 flowed him, and with it he was one
And the seas moved around the earth, and the earth the sun.
And the was the river, was the boat and ferryman,
Was the journey and the that the singing river sang.