Luyện nghe bài hát This Strange Engine

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

Lived in the shadow of the
the smells of disinfectant
Dusty old and the polished wood of his bed

No more than a baby swans on the river
the hands of his mother
And the wax bag of yesterday's bread

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

The smell of the wax on the floor
of polish and soap
No to fear or to play with
of empty hooks for the coats

An upright and the boys in the choir
Still him of just before he was born
Remind him of just before he was
Strange visions of God

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

And since I was a boy
I felt that I belonged
Like they did to me
Was an to see

How I would with the illusion?
In direction would I jump
I do it all the same
As the in the game?

Or I spit it back at them
And not get up in their rules?
And live to my own
And not be used, not be

To find the truths
It was going to take time
Thirty five summers down the

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

Daddy out the navy and took us
Away to his dirty gray
And he down on a coal mine for National Service
So he could be around

There was a magical in the chrome
Of the of his Triumph motorbike
And a of oil and metal and the thrill
Of the corner holding tight

From the horizon came home the navy to the mine
From the horizon to buried
Took his underground
his treasure in his faraway eyes

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

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

Oh, Mummy, Daddy, you sit a while with me?
Oh Mummy, Daddy, you jog my memory?
Tell me tales of Montego Bay, table mountain
Flying fish, banana spiders, of paint

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

The blue pain fades to a
Where it fade, it stayed blue
And stirred his red coat heart to strange engine
love, this love

This love, inconvenient
Blind, blood-diamond, this

love, this blind, blood-diamond
This I don't understand
That knows no faith and
And and tries again

at the sea
The dark deep
For one last time and
And and dies for you

And lies and is to
And is
And is not the
And is true, is
Is true, is true and
Is true