Luyện nghe bài hát The Ferryman

Oh, the traveller moving on the land, behold I you, I give you the travelling man.
And he's very 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 time surviving on his dreams.
Many times he's tried to lighten up his load.
But his compromises fail him and he back on the road.

Oh the traveller he is weary, the 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 heard the sounds 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 could not reach the other
And the weary travelling man for a ferryman strong enough to row against the tide,
And the was old but he moved the boat so well,
Or did the river move the boat? The could not tell.
Said the ferryman, "You're and the answers that you seek,
Are in the singing river, humbly it will speak."

Oh, the traveller closed his eyes and he and he heard
Only the river 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 of the world
And he heard the 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 filled the clouds and the rains filled the streams
And as slowly as the sunrise, he opened up his
To the ferryman had gone, the boat moved gently on the tide.
And the river flowed him, and with it he was one
And the seas moved around the earth, and the around the sun.
And the was the river, was the boat and ferryman,
Was the journey and the song that the river sang.