Luyện nghe bài hát This Strange Engine

There was a boy who came this world
At the hands of a holy woman in a holy
He wore a red coat and a bulldog
Saw them in the mirror of the lakes

Lived in the shadow of the
With the of disinfectant
old leather and the polished wood 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 side of the world
On the ship's and some far away tide
the silent dry tear of home thoughts from abroad
In his far away eyes, in his far eyes

The smell of the wax on the floor
Mixture of polish and
No children to or to play with
Rows of empty for the coats

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

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

And ever I was a boy
I felt that I belonged
everything they did to me
Was an to see

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

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

To find the truths
It was going to take some
Thirty summers down the line

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

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

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

From the horizon came from the navy to the mine
From the to buried alive
his dream underground
Buried his treasure in his eyes

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

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

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

And the sun on the
Setting like an ember thrown to deep
From crimson to
But back tomorrow on the horizon

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

This love, this
Blind, blood-diamond, puzzle

love, this blind, blood-diamond
This puzzle I 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 lies and is to
And is
And is not the
And is true, is
Is true, is and lies
[Incomprehensible] Is