Luyện nghe bài hát Wickerman

Just behind the
you reach the traffic island
A river runs through a channel
I you there once
I it was after the Lead mill

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

Yeah, underneath the
Through dirty brickwork
white witches on the Moor
With Pre-Raphaelites, in Broom hall

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

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

I there again for old time's sake
Hoping to the child's toy horse ride
That played a ridiculously tragic tune
It was there
But none of the kids seemed interested in it

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

And then, after what
Like of thinking about it
I finally took your face in my
And I you for the first time
And a feeling like electricity flowed through my body

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

At the end of town
The river flows underneath an old viaduct
I went there you once
Except you were else
And we gazed
At the sludgy surface of the water together

a passer by told us
That it used to be a custom
To jump off the into the river
When coming home the pub on a Saturday night

But that this had died out
When someone jumped and landed too near to the
And had sunk in the mud and drowned
Before anyone could them

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

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

Occasionally a glimpse of the moon
Through man-hole covers the route
Yeah, dark sometimes but if you hold my hand
I think I the way

Oh, this is as far as we got last
But if we go another mile
We surface, surrounded by grass and trees
And that that takes the cars to cities
Buds that explode at the touch
that sting but not too much

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

But that day came
I away and lost track
But tonight, I am
About my way back
I may you there and float on

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