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 coat and walked a
Saw them reflected in the of the lakes

Lived in the 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
Holding the hands of his
And the wax paper bag of bread

And his on the other side of the world
On the railings 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 floor
of polish and soap
No children to fear or to play
Rows of empty for the coats

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

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

And ever I was a boy
I never felt 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 would I spit it back at
And not get caught up in their
And live to my own
And not be used, not be

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

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

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

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

From the horizon came home from the navy to the
From the horizon to alive
Took his dream
Buried his in his faraway eyes

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

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

Oh, Mummy, Daddy, will you sit a with me?
Oh Mummy, Daddy, will you jog my
Tell me tall of Montego Bay, table mountain
fish, banana 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 fades to a point
Where it doesn't fade, it stayed
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 I don't understand
That knows no and tries
And fails and again

at the sea
The dark deep
For one time 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