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 wore a red coat and a bulldog
Saw them reflected in the mirror of the

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

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

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

The smell of the wax on the wooden
of polish and soap
No children to fear or to play
Rows of hooks for the coats

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

Turn the into families, into villages of souls
Hovering in the air they're sleeping
their houses invisible
Send to me the ghosts of
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 cope with the illusion?
In which direction would I
I do it all the same
As the in the game?

Or would I spit it back at
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 some time
Thirty five summers down the

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

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

There was a purple in the chrome
Of the of his Triumph motorbike
And a warmth of oil and and the thrill
Of the hard corner tight

From the horizon home from the navy to the mine
From the horizon to buried
Took his 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 no particular aim and no brain
Found the boy, decided his time had come

Came out of the sky, stung him in the face
Again and again, blue pain, like baptism
Jesus like being chosen
Something with no brain, blue
happening again, it's happening 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
Flying fish, spiders, pots of paint

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

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

This love, this
Blind, blood-diamond, this

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

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

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