Luyện nghe bài hát THE SIGN

"The Sign"
-Eric

In the summer of last year, in a far from here
That stands on the of the fair Pacific sea
I walked it's pleasant streets, no in mind, no one to meet
to wander where my aimless feet led me

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

As the sun to fall, and the day began to die
Thought I heard the geese call, from a dark and empty sky
For long minutes I 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 that sign,
it that Bobby's light still shines
The words from another time,
but the was fresh

As the sun began to fall, and the day to die
Thought I 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 they ran

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

Historical
Bobby Sands, MP, was imprisoned in 1981 under charges
stemming from his alleged involvement in IRA activities
in Ulster Province (Northern Ireland). Mr. Sands, along
20 other alleged IRA members in prison awaiting trial,
on a hunger strike to protest conditions in the prison, and to
have the IRA members as "political prisoners".
The hunger strike lasted more than 60 days, in the deaths
of of the prisoners, of which Mr. Sands was the first to succumb.

*Auckland, New