Luyện nghe bài hát THE SIGN

"The Sign"
-Eric

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

A few streets my hotel, I passed an old stone wall
three words had been 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 began to fall, and the day to die
Thought I the wild geese call, from a dark and empty sky
For long I stood there, in that busy thoroughfare
While the past sharp and clear in my mind's eye

I saw it all again, the passion, hate, and
the indifference and the as a young 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 wrote sign,
it that Bobby's light still shines
The rang from another time,
but the paint was

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

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

Historical
Sands, MP, was imprisoned in 1981 under criminal charges
stemming from his alleged involvement in IRA activities
in Ulster (Northern Ireland). Mr. Sands, along with
20 other alleged IRA in prison awaiting trial, went
on a hunger to protest inhumane conditions in the prison, and to
have the IRA 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