Luyện nghe bài hát This Strange Engine

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

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

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

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

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

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

Turn the into families, into villages of souls
Hovering in the air while 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 everything did to me
Was an to see

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

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

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

The wisdom of each 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 down on a coal mine for National Service
So that he could be

was a magical purple in the chrome
Of the exhaust of his Triumph
And a warmth of oil and metal and the
Of the corner holding tight

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

And one day as the boy lay
In the of a half remembered afternoon
A of bees 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
and again, blue pain, screaming like baptism
Intravenous Jesus like being
with no brain, blue pain
It's again, it's happening again

Oh, Mummy, Daddy, you sit a while with me?
Oh Mummy, Daddy, will you jog my
Tell me tall tales of Bay, table mountain
Flying fish, 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 his red coat heart to this strange engine
This love, love

love, this inconvenient
Blind, blood-diamond, this

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

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

And and is to blame
And is
And is not the
And is true, is
Is true, is true and
[Incomprehensible] Is