Luyện nghe bài hát Wickerman

Just behind the
Before you reach the traffic
A runs through a concrete channel
I took you once
I think it was after the mill

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

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

Beneath the old factory
That burnt down in the seventies
Leaving an sweet-shop smell
And of nougat and caramel
Nougat, yeah, and caramel
And the flows on

Yeah, the river on
Beneath pudgy fifteen olds addicted to coffee whitener
Courting couples, naked on Northern
And pensioners gathering dust like of plastic tulips
And it finally comes ground again at Forge Dam
The where we first met

I went there again for old sake
Hoping to find the child's toy horse
That such a ridiculously tragic tune
It was there
But of the kids seemed interested in riding it

And the was still there too
The same press-in 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 seemed
Like hours of thinking it
I took your face in my hands
And I kissed you for the time
And a feeling like flowed through my whole body

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

At the end of town
The river underneath an old railway viaduct
I went with you once
Except you were else
And we down
At the brown surface of the water together

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

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

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

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

Occasionally catching a glimpse of the
Through man-hole along 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 just another
We will surface, by grass and trees
And fly-over that takes the cars to cities
Buds that at the slightest touch
Nettles sting but not too much

I've been past this point
What lies ahead, I could not say
And I to live just by the river
In a factory, just off the Wicker
And the river flowed by, day day
On one day I thought, "One day, I follow it"

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

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