Luyện nghe bài hát Wickerman

Just the station
Before you the traffic island
A river through a concrete channel
I took you there
I think it was after the mill

The water was dirty and it smelt of
masters coughing their lungs up
And globules, the color of tomato
But it flows, yeah, it

Yeah, underneath the
dirty brickwork conduits
Connecting white witches on the
Pre-Raphaelites, down in Broom hall

Beneath the old factory
That burnt down in the seventies
an antiquated sweet-shop smell
And caverns of nougat and
Nougat, yeah, nougat and
And the river on

Yeah, the flows on
pudgy fifteen year olds addicted to coffee whitener
Courting couples, on Northern Upholstery
And pensioners gathering dust like bowls of plastic
And it finally comes above again at Forge Dam
The place we first met

I went there for old time's sake
to find the child's toy horse ride
That played such a ridiculously tragic
It was still
But none of the kids interested in riding it

And the cafe was still too
The press-in plastic letters on the price list
And Formica-top tables
I sat as close as possible to the
I'd met you that autumn afternoon

And then, after what
Like hours of about it
I finally took your in my hands
And I kissed you for the time
And a feeling like electricity through my whole body

And I immediately
I'd a completely different world
And all the time, in the
The sound of ridiculously heartbreaking child's ride outside

At the other end of
The flows underneath an old railway viaduct
I went with you once
you were somebody else
And we down
At the sludgy brown surface of the water

Then a by told us
That it used to be a custom
To jump off the viaduct the river
coming home from the pub on a Saturday night

But this custom had died out
When someone and landed too near to the riverbank
And had sunk in the mud there and
Before anyone reach them

Maybe he'd just made the story up
You'd never get me to off that bridge
No chance, never in a million

Yeah, a river underneath this city
I'd to go there with you now, my pretty
And it on for miles and miles
Below people's ordinary lives

catching a glimpse of the moon
Through man-hole along the route
Yeah, dark sometimes but if you hold my hand
I I know the way

Oh, is as far as we got last time
But if we go just another
We will surface, by grass and trees
And fly-over that takes the cars to cities
Buds explode at the slightest touch
Nettles that sting but not too

I've never past this point
What ahead, I really could not say
And I used to live by the river
In a dis-used factory, off the Wicker
And the flowed by, day after day
On one day I thought, "One day, I will it"

But that day never
I moved away and track
But tonight, I am
About making my way
I may you there and float on

Wherever the river may me
the river may take me
Wherever the may take us
Wherever it us to go
it wants us to go