Luyện nghe bài hát Wickerman

Just the station
Before you reach the traffic
A river through a concrete channel
I you there once
I think it was after the Lead

The was dirty and it smelt of industrialization
Little masters coughing their up
And globules, the color of ketchup
But it flows, yeah, it

Yeah, the city
Through dirty brickwork
Connecting white witches on the
With Pre-Raphaelites, down in Broom

Beneath the old Trebor
That burnt down in the early
Leaving an sweet-shop smell
And caverns of nougat and
Nougat, yeah, nougat and
And the river on

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

I went again for old time's sake
to find the child's toy horse ride
That played such a ridiculously tune
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 scuffed Formica-top
I sat as as possible to the seat
Where I'd met you autumn afternoon

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

And I knew
I'd entered a different world
And all the time, in the
The sound of that ridiculously heartbreaking ride outside

At the other end of
The river flows an old railway viaduct
I went with you once
Except you were somebody
And we gazed
At the sludgy brown surface of the together

a passer by told us
That it used to be a local
To jump off the viaduct into the
When coming home from the pub on a Saturday

But that custom had died out
When someone jumped and too near to the riverbank
And had sunk in the mud and drowned
anyone could reach them

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

Yeah, a river flows underneath this
I'd like to go there you now, my pretty
And it on for miles and miles
Below other ordinary lives

Occasionally a glimpse of the moon
man-hole covers along the route
Yeah, it's sometimes but if you hold my hand
I I know the way

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

never been past this point
What lies ahead, I could not say
And I used to live just by the
In a factory, just off the Wicker
And the river by, day after day
On one day I thought, "One day, I will it"

But that day never
I moved and lost track
But tonight, I am
making my way back
I may find you and float on

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