Luyện nghe bài hát This Strange Engine

There was a boy who into this world
At the hands of a holy woman in a holy
He a red coat and walked a bulldog
Saw reflected in the mirror of the lakes

in the shadow of the mountains
With the smells of
Dusty old leather and the wood of his bed

No more a baby feeding swans on the river
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 and some far away tide
With the silent dry tear of home from abroad
In his far eyes, in his far away eyes

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

An piano and the boys in the choir
Still remind him of just he was born
Remind him of just he was breathing
misty visions of God

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

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

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

Or would I spit it back at
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 the line

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

Daddy came out the navy and us
Away to his dirty hometown
And he down on a coal mine for National Service
So that he be around

There was a magical purple in the
Of the exhaust of his motorbike
And a warmth of oil and and the thrill
Of the hard corner holding

From the horizon came home from the navy to the
From the horizon to buried
Took his dream
his treasure in his faraway eyes

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

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

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

And the sun on the
Setting like an thrown to deep water
crimson to black
But coming tomorrow on the horizon

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

This love, inconvenient
Blind, blood-diamond, puzzle

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

at the sea
The night's deep
For one last and bleeds
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
Is true