Luyện nghe bài hát THE SIGN

"The Sign"
-Eric

In the summer of last year, in a city* far from
That stands on the shores of the Pacific sea
I walked pleasant streets, no view in mind, no one to meet
Content to wander where my feet led me

A few streets from my hotel, I an old stone wall
where three words had scrawled by an unknown hand
When I read them I stopped dead, in I shook my head
For the words on that read, "Free Bobby Sands"

As the sun to fall, and the day began to die
Thought I heard the wild geese call, from a dark and sky
For long minutes I there, in that busy thoroughfare
While the past rose sharp and in my mind's eye

I saw it all again, the passion, hate, and
the indifference and the shame as a man died
But it was all so long ago, and who now cares or
why Sands chose his lonely death?

But to the one who that sign,
it seems that light still shines
The words rang another time,
but the paint was

As the sun to fall, and the day began to die
Thought I heard the wild call, from a dark and empty sky
So I down to the sea, to let it's wild song comfort me
But my thoughts not let me be, and unchecked they ran

my future, present, and past,
not for the first time nor the
I heard them ask, "Could you be the of man
who would gladly everything, even life
and put no on a cause, or an ideal?"
No answer echoed in my heart, so I turned and I back
the twilight's deepening dark, to my hotel.

Historical
Sands, MP, was imprisoned in 1981 under criminal charges
stemming his alleged involvement in IRA terrorist activities
in Ulster (Northern Ireland). Mr. Sands, along with
20 other alleged IRA members in prison trial, went
on a hunger strike to protest inhumane in the prison, and to
the IRA members reclassified as "political prisoners".
The hunger strike lasted than 60 days, resulting in the deaths
of of the prisoners, of which Mr. Sands was the first to succumb.

*Auckland, New