Luyện nghe bài hát Wickerman

Just behind the
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 ketchup
But it flows, yeah, it

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

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

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

I went there again for old sake
Hoping to find the child's toy ride
played such a ridiculously tragic tune
It was still
But none of the seemed interested in riding it

And the cafe was still too
The press-in plastic letters on the price list
And scuffed tables
I sat as close as to the seat
Where I'd met you that autumn

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

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

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

Then a passer by us
That it used to be a local
To jump off the viaduct the river
When coming from the pub on a Saturday night

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

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

Yeah, a flows underneath this city
I'd like to go with you now, my pretty
And follow it on for miles and
other people's ordinary lives

Occasionally catching a of the moon
man-hole covers along the route
Yeah, dark 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 will surface, by grass and trees
And that fly-over that takes the cars to
that explode at the slightest touch
Nettles sting but not too much

I've never been past point
What lies ahead, I really not say
And I used to live by the river
In a dis-used factory, 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 away and lost track
But tonight, I am
About making my way
I may find you and float on

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