Luyện nghe bài hát Wickerman

Just behind the
Before you reach the island
A river through a concrete channel
I took you there
I it was after the Lead mill

The was dirty and it smelt of industrialization
Little masters 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
With Pre-Raphaelites, in Broom hall

the old Trebor factory
That burnt in the early seventies
Leaving an sweet-shop smell
And caverns of and caramel
Nougat, yeah, and caramel
And the river on

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

I went there again for old time's
Hoping to find the 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 same press-in plastic letters on the list
And Formica-top tables
I sat as close as possible to the
I'd met you that autumn afternoon

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Oh, is as far as we got last time
But if we go just mile
We will surface, surrounded by 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 this
lies ahead, I really could not say
And I used to live just by the
In a dis-used factory, just off the
And the flowed by, day after day
On one day I thought, "One day, I follow it"

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

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