Luyện nghe bài hát This Strange Engine

There was a boy who into this world
At the of a holy woman in a holy place
He wore a red and walked a bulldog
Saw them reflected in the of the lakes

Lived in the of the mountains
With the of disinfectant
Dusty old leather and the polished of his bed

No more than a baby feeding swans on the
the hands of his mother
And the wax paper bag of bread

And his father on the other side of the
On the ship's railings and far away tide
With the silent dry of home thoughts from abroad
In his far away eyes, in his far away

The smell of the wax on the floor
Mixture of and soap
No children to fear or to with
Rows of hooks for the coats

An upright piano and the in the choir
Still remind him of just before he was
Remind him of before he was breathing
Strange visions of God

the cities into families, into villages of souls
Hovering in the air while they're
With their invisible
to me the ghosts of Christmas
Whispering, "You're the one"

And since I was a boy
I never felt that I
everything they did to me
Was an to see

How I would cope with the
In direction would I jump
Would I do it all the
As the in the game?

Or would I it back at them
And not get caught up in their
And live to my own
And not be used, not be

To find the truths
It was to take some time
Thirty five down the line

The wisdom of passing year
Seems to only to confuse
Seems to serve only to

Daddy came out the navy and us
to his dirty gray hometown
And he worked down on a mine for National Service
So he could be around

There was a purple in the chrome
Of the exhaust of his motorbike
And a warmth of oil and metal and the
Of the corner holding tight

From the horizon came from the navy to the mine
From the horizon to alive
Took his dream
Buried his treasure in his faraway

And one day as the boy lay
In the sunshine of a half afternoon
A cloud of bees with no particular aim and no
the boy, decided that his time had come

Came down out of the sky, him in the face
Again and again, blue pain, screaming baptism
Jesus like being chosen
Something no brain, blue pain
It's happening again, it's again

Oh, Mummy, Daddy, will you sit a with me?
Oh Mummy, Daddy, will you jog my
me tall tales of Montego Bay, table mountain
Flying fish, spiders, pots of paint

And the sun on the
like an ember thrown to deep water
From to black
But back tomorrow on the horizon

The blue pain fades to a
it doesn't fade, it stayed blue
And stirred his red coat heart to this strange
love, this love

This love, inconvenient
Blind, blood-diamond, this

This love, this blind,
puzzle I don't understand
That no faith and tries
And fails and again

at the sea
The night's dark
For one last time and
And and dies for you

And and is to blame
And is
And is not the
And is true, is
Is true, is true and
[Incomprehensible] Is